I am feeling sad today, almost like
I’ve been to a funeral; but not because anyone has actually died. You see, we “buried”
my home church yesterday.
Granted, it was more like a celebration.
A celebration of what we had accomplished over the last seventeen years. Yet it
was a sad occasion in that, in spite of all our good intentions, I know that
there are some of my brothers and sisters there that I will not see again this
side of Heaven.
Crosspointe Church was formed in
2000 from a uniting of two smaller congregations “who wanted to make a bigger
impact for Jesus than each could do on their own.” That same summer some of the
members became involved in providing the music ministry to the Adventureland
congregation. That is how and where I became involved with them a year later in
2001.
My friend the late John Besselssen
introduced me to the Crosspoint congregation when I was looking for a place to
attend church on Easter Sunday one year and he suggested that I go with them to
“Joni and Terry’s church”, which I did. At
that time they were meeting at Jordan Creek Elementary School. I don’t remember
if it was that year, or a later year, but I began to attend there in the off
season when I was working in the park before and after the Adventureland chapel
services were in session.
I very quickly began to feel at
home at Crosspointe. I continued to attend there as often as possible during
the off season.
For numerous reasons that are
irrelevant to this story, I began to feel that I needed to be in a different
congregation than the one that I was at that time a member of. Travelling around
the country as we do, I have several “home” churches that I have felt close to
and have attended when we are in their areas, yet I felt that the Lord was
opening the door for me to unite with Crosspointe. We had an end-of-season
gathering of the Adventureland Congregation a few years ago, which of course,
Terry and Joni attended (they were even camped out in the space beside me). I asked
Terry that night how he, as pastor, felt about “absentee members”, explaining
that I felt the need to be a formal part of a more evangelical, Bible-believing
congregation, and that I would not be able to attend more than I already did,
and would be gone all winter, as usual. He assured me that not only he, but the
whole congregation would welcome me to be an official member. So I formally
joined the congregation that next Sunday.
Several years earlier,
Crosspointe had begun to shrink. They had moved to Hillside Elementary School. At
first they met in the cafeteria, and had the Wednesday night meal there. After a
while they moved into the library. I think we all knew it would be just a
matter of time before it would be all over. I, for one, had hoped that it would
not be this soon, but just a little longer. Recently, Terry felt led of the
Lord that it was time for him to “retire” from congregational pastoral
ministry. The congregation felt that instead of trying to seek another pastor
and struggle on, it was time to call an end.
I have been a member of a
congregation once that re-formed, and reinvented itself. I have been a member
of a congregation that probably should have disbanded but didn’t. I have never
been a part of a congregation that actually disbanded. It is proving to be a
more traumatic experience for me than I had imagined
We did it all the right way over
the last few weeks. We dotted every “i “and crossed every “t”. We did it right,
businesswise. Terry has affirmed his commitment to helping us all find new church
homes. I know that God will lead me to a new Church home, just like He did this
one. Yet I feel “adrift”.
One usually looks at disbanded
churches as those who had grown cold and were dying a natural death. Crosspointe
will be remembered as a church that met the spiritual needs of its congregation
to the very end. It should be noted that, numbered among us were several “special
needs” individuals, who I fear will have a difficult time finding a new place
to meet their spiritual needs. Please pray for us that we will find His
leadership in finding new church homes.
As you are probably aware, we Southern
Baptists are obsessed by numbers. The following are some numbers (estimated)
that were published in our last Sunday bulletin:
Number of Worship services & Wednesday
night meals = 833
Offerings given to the Cooperative Program =
$121,195
Offerings given to Lottie Moon
IMB Offering = $11,127
Offerings given to Annie
Armstrong NAMB = $9,835
Baptisms = 20+
People cared for and pointed to
Christ – Hundreds!
I am grateful for what
Crosspointe Church has meant to me through all these years.
I also want to extend a special
thank-you to Bro. Dennis Bradley for leading the final Worship service at
Crosspointe last Sunday, assisting Terry during that very emotional time.
Thanks for sharing this moment
with me today.
Pray for the peace of Jerusalem.