Tuesday, March 19, 2019

Lessons from the Worst Women’s Retreat EVER

Several years ago I was witness to the worst women’s retreat in the history of Christendom.  I was the minister of a congregation that had a contingency of Twi-hards (women who were dedicated fans of the Twilight books and movies).  These women decided that they would have a “women’s retreat” in which they would go to  a larger city near our town, go to a late night showing of the latest release, spend the night at a motel and then the next morning have devotions and communion as a group.   Some went so far as to get “Team Edward” or “Team Jacob” tee shirts for the occasion and with husbands and children left behind the happy band of younger women left for their retreat.  Everything went great except they forgot to take a single Bible for the devotions or supplies for group communion.  So, after sleeping in late they went to Starbucks and shared a sweet roll instead of bread and coffee instead of wine/grape juice and instead of studying the word of God they talked.  To this day, all I can do is shake my head.

But lest we castigate these women too harshly…  I recently attended a worship service with the whole congregation present and for the communion meditation the speaker spent most of the time talking about his workout routine and how tough it can be.  He failed to read any scripture though he did vaguely refer to a passage.  He summed things up by saying we should be glad that Jesus didn’t take the easy way out.  I am not convinced that squats are as difficult as a crucifixion.

On a different occasion, I heard a speaker espouse that God is a free market capitalist because the parable of the talents teaches investing and having a good ROI. It was more of a lesson on the advantages of free enterprise over socialism, especially as it related to health care than service to God.  I had no idea that Jesus would tell a story to shape U.S. domestic policy 20 centuries later.

Then there was the time the sermon was about “wrestling with ourselves”.  The text was Romans 7:14-25 and the jest of the sermon was that we are winners.  In the sermon I learned about the preacher’s numerous sports injuries and his playing through these injuries, especially if he were playing against his kids. 

I recently read Eric Metaxas’ book Martin Luther, which I highly recommend.  The impact of the Reformation on the Western church’s thought and culture is hard to over state.  And it began as one monk, struggling with God, began to pour over the Word of God.  In his passion to hear God’s word for himself, he discovered something that was lost in his world and time.  As he poured over Scripture, God changed this man and the effects of that change have not yet played out.  It happened without an expensive vampire retreat, political eisegeses, bragging about physical fitness, or ministers wanting to relive their glory days in sports.  It happened because the Word of God was the priority.


What would happen if we returned to taking the Word of God seriously and as we carefully study scripture we concluded with: “How should scripture change me?”  H.S.S.C.M. let’s not put that on silicon wristband; let’s put that in our lives. 

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