A while back, Kevin D. Johnson (Reformed Catholicism) wrote about the strain megachurch pastor Mark Driscoll faces and the Faustian bargain that megachurch pastors often make. Now Driscoll just gives me the creeps, but I can imagine some would be quite jealous of what he's accomplished.
Joshua Cody, writing at Church Marketing Sucks, reviews recent Barna Institute research on who's unchurched. Hmm. Gays are high on the list. Also liberals. And singles. (Since it seems most demographers treat Hubby and me as a pair of bachelors saving money on living expenses. I have a visceral hatred of ticking "single" on my tax forms.)
Establishment churches are going to have a hard time including the already unincluded; unless there's an extraordinary commitment to mission, why would they? It's much nicer having a social club or waiting for God in peace and quiet. (I should add here that the examples that came to mind were not Unitarian Universalist, so I'm not pointing fingers. Well, not exactly.)
No wonder I have a hard time getting out of bed and to church on Sundays?
I'm waiting with baited breath for The Rev. Victoria Weinstein's segment on Nightline. . . . (I knew her when, sniff)
Rejoice with her at her Beauty Tips for Ministers blog.
The other segments: about Colors, the worker-owned cooperative restaurant created by the surviving members of the Windows on the World restaurant and GodMan, the real-guy evangelical ministry that makes some good points about the institutional church but gives me a big case of the creeps. Muscular Christianity all over again. Culture trumping -- grappling, conquering? -- the Gospel, I'd guess.