Sunday, February 24, 2008

Feb08-Message from Greg Monaco

A group of baboons is a troop, ants are a colony and otters are a romp. Each name reflects on the character of the animal a little, doesn’t it? I wonder what a group of Christians might be called. Look at this excerpt from a book called The Barbarian Way by Erwin McManus:

But my favorite of all the group designations is the rhinos. Rhinos can run at 30 mph, which is pretty fast when you consider how much weight they are pulling. Running at 30 mph is faster than a squirrel or a used Pinto would go. Just one problem with this phenomenon. Rhinos can only see 30 feet in front of them. Can you imagine something that large moving in concert as a group, plowing ahead at 30 mph with no idea what is at 31 feet? You would think that they would be far too timid to pick up full steam, that their inability to see far enough ahead would paralyze them to immobility. But with that horn pointing the way, rhinos run forward full steam ahead without apprehension—which leads us to their name.

Rhinos moving together at full speed are known as a crash. Even when they're just hanging around enjoying the watershed, they're called a crash because of their potential. You've got to love that. I think that is what we are supposed to be. We become an unstoppable force. We don't have to pretend we know the future. Who cares that we can see only 30 feet ahead? Whatever is at 31 feet needs to care that we're coming and better get out of the way.

We need to move together as God's people, and become the human version of the rhino crash. The future is uncertain, but we need to move toward it with confidence. There's a future to be created, a humanity to be liberated. We need to stop wasting our time and stop being afraid of what we cannot see and do not know. We need to move forward full force because of what we do know. We may not be able to see what's at 31 feet, but we don't have to be blind to what is right in front of us. There's a world that desperately needs God, a world filled with loneliness, hopelessness, and fear.

Pray for us here at YFC, that we become a Crash here in Macomb and Bushnell.