We have several in our congregation at Cornerstone who will often tell me how much they love their church. It seems there’s always something different each week: the people, the sermon, the singing, the children, the funny things that go on during a worship service. It’s all there. This is such a great encouragement to me. I know it is to the others who hear it also.
Not everyone has always been happy with our congregation; it would not be truthful to think otherwise. Thankfully, in some respects, those people have left us. Sadly, most of them have left over the most trivial of matters. Usually, it’s because their feelings got hurt or they weren’t given the spotlight they thought they deserved. Only in one case has it ever been over a doctrinal, theological, biblical issue. I tried, in that case, to see if we could ‘work it out’ over the Word. We couldn’t. It was sad and painful. The others, well, it can’t be said efforts weren’t made in some of the cases. One was a situation we would have asked them to leave if they hadn’t removed themselves first. Another was a very prideful, selfish move to try to manipulate the entire congregation. It failed; they left and I’m not sure we missed them after about two weeks. Others, well, those hurt for a while, but there are just too many others who are a joy and love each other.
There are many things I love about our congregation. One of those is the time spent with children. When I first arrived at Cornerstone, we had a couple of people who attempted to lead a Children’s Church ministry for 2-6 year olds during half of the worship service. After about two years, that sort of faded away. In place of that, I began leading a Children’s sermon time during the service. All the kids would come running to the front for a short message from the Word of God. Sometimes it was a story; other times, an object might be used. Only a handful in over 12 years have fallen flat or been hilarious failures. Most often the adults will tell me they got as much out of that as my regular sermon!
About a year ago, or so, I began involving other men in that teaching time. That has been a sheer joy to me. I believe it’s also been healthier for our kids to see other men who are capable of teaching. I know it has been for the rest of the congregation. They are amazingly creative and yet they stay well-grounded in the Scriptures.
This past Sunday, it was my turn. When I lead these times, I will often try to have something connected to the passage from which I’ll be preaching in a few moments. Yesterday, however, was going to be a challenge. The text: Mark 5.1–20; the account of the demonized man. Well, I bailed and spoke about Ascension Sunday, which was also important for them to learn.
Yet I couldn’t help but think I bailed out because the demoniac is not ‘child friendly.’ But I could still teach it, couldn’t I? Of course I could. And I should have. I had a song I’d written just that Saturday, but wasn’t quite ready to bring it out yet. I’ll work on it and who knows, maybe it’ll still see the light of day. Here are the lyrics (feel free to use them; just don’t take credit for them):
The Demonized Man Song
Mark 5.1–20
Lyrics by Kevin Sorensen
(sung to the tune ‘The Story of Jed Clampett’)
Come listen to a story ‘bout a man named Jed,
A demonized man, heard voices in his head,
Along came Jesus off the Sea of Galilee,
Cast’em all out and set the man free.
(Exorcism, that is)
He was near half crazy and he caused lots of fear,
So the townsfolk said, ‘Jed, move away from here!’
He lived near the tombs, and he lived all alone,
He cast off all the chains and he cut himself with stones.
When the demons saw Jesus, they all hit their knee,
They said, ‘Son of God, what have you to do with me?’
Jesus said, ‘Come out, you’ll have to find new digs.’
They all fled the man and possessed’em up some pigs.
The pigs went crazy and they dove into the sea,
The demonized man had at last been set free,
The herders were so angry that they ran into the town
The townfolk all got mad and they gathered all around.
(Mobs, that is; riot squads)
The townsfolk were scared and they all drew near;
They all told Jesus, ‘Hey! Move away from here!’
As Jesus went to leave, the man said, ‘What about me?’
Jesus said, ‘Go home and tell ‘bout Me.’
That’s the end of the story, but the tale’s not done,
Each one of us, who’s been saved by the Son,
We’re to go and tell others ‘bout the Lord’s mercy,
And what He’s done to save us, forgiven you and me.