Going Fishing

Going Fishing by Frank R. Fisher, Obl OSB
It was a beautiful spring day. At first glance, everything, seemed to be at peace, in Lambston; everything that is with the exception of the monthly meeting of the ministerial association. For the past few months the association meeting had become a bit boisterous. The normally tranquil discussions of prayer and scripture had given way to discussion about Jesus' call to fish for people; a subject dear to all the pastor's hearts. And each of the three pastors present felt their own congregation had come up with the best method for doing evangelism. Pastor Pyre E. Brimstone led off the discussion by showing his colleagues his congregation's flashy new tracts. "The multicolor printing was really expensive, and I had to really sell my design to the church board," he said proudly. "But I think it was worth every penny." Pastor Brimstone, or P.B. as his congregation was wont to call him, proceeded to show off the tract's detailed graphics. Each page was filled with graphics of people being thrown into flames by pitchfork wielding devils. He seemed especially proud of the cover which was emblazoned with what he described as his congregation's new motto; "Come to our church or burn forever. The choice is yours." "That certainly is, ah, interesting," the other two pastors replied. But even though they were a bit hesitant, P.B. convinced them to give his evangelism method a try. So armed with cases of the new tracts all three pastors returned to their congregations. And congregants spread out all over the city to hand out the tracts to everyone they met. When the three pastors gathered at their next association meeting, P.B. seemed a bit distressed. In fact, all three of them seemed upset about the results of P.B.'s evangelism campaign. "I can't understand it," P.B. moaned. "The tracts are stacked up in waste cans all over the city. No one's reading them. Well, no one, that is, except for the fellow who told me if he was going to hell he'd be sure to save me a seat by the fire." "Yes," answered Pastor Netta Prophet. "It seems fear hasn't been really useful as an evangelism tool. It's even driven some of our members away. They said, they'd be back when we stopped threatening people and tried doing things their way." "And what way is that," P.B enquired? "After the drop in attendance last month, I'll try anything!" So Pastor Prophet described the evangelism campaign developed by her board. It was all about how wonderful it was to live as a Christian, and about all the wonderful things God returned to us when we give money to the church. "We firmly believe," Pastor Prophet concluded, "if we give ten percent to God, we'll be made rich in all kinds of blessings. And we want to share that good news with all of Lambston. "I'm not sure this is gonna work either," moaned P.B. as he looked out the window at Pastor Prophet's new advertising truck. But he did go on to say the logo, displayed prominently on the truck's billboard was . . . striking! "I don't think I've ever seen a picture of angels feeding slot machines," he muttered. Pastor Prophet convinced the association to go along with her board's evangelism campaign for the next month. But all three of them were discouraged when their association next gathered. "How can the State's Attorney say we're running a Ponzi scheme (1)," Pastor Prophet wailed. "You can't believe how much the bail money bit into our budget." "It didn't help my budget either," P.B. chimed in. "Not to mention attendance has dropped again and we certainly aren't attracting any new members. What's your congregation's plan Pastor Servant?" Our ideas certainly don't seem to be working!" "I'm afraid our board, didn't go along with either of your evangelism campaigns," Pastor Servant replied. "They felt we should simply go on doing what we've been doing." "Just what have you been doing," P.B. and Pastor Prophet asked in unison. "We see you've had to add another Sunday worship time. That make's four services each week doesn't it?" "Actually, with the new worship time, we're gathering six times a week," Pastor Servant said. "And I can't say we're doing anything special. Oh, we certainly advertise with signs and direct mail. But it's the congregants who bring other people in." "You see, a couple years ago we decided to go back to the basics. We've formed all sorts of small groups. These groups all get together to pray to study and to serve others. At first it seemed nothing much was happening. But over time we all found our lives were being changed. We found we were getting closer and closer to God. The closer we got to God the more we changed and the more we wanted to serve God's people." "But how is that evangelism," P.B. and Pastor Prophet called out? "What gets the people in the door?" "We think God gets them in the door," Pastor Servant calmly replied. "You see, when we go out to serve someone else, or when someone sees a change in one of our members, people ask us why. Why are we caring for someone with no attempt to get something in return? Why are we different people than we were before?" "When we're asked 'why' questions, we just say our lives have been transformed by following Jesus. And when they ask how they've been transformed we invite them to come with us to worship or to a small group meeting." " A lot of people take us up on our invitations. So they come to see what's happening here. And when they see they stay, for they've found a life with the Lamb of God: the One for whom they've been searching without even knowing whom they sought." "Hmmm," P.B. and Pastor Prophet quietly said. "Perhaps you're on to something." And all three pastors returned to their congregations to continue, or to begin, fishing for people; a way of changing lives into something entirely new and spreading the Gospel message of God's incredible love. As they did more and more people asked questions like "why" and how, "what," and "where." And more and more people's lives were transformed by the One who calls us to be fishing for people. To God alone be glory. Amen.
Notes:
1) A ponzi scheme is a scam, often billed as an investment, that promises high returns. Those who have been in the scam for awhile get money back, but it comes from those who are just "investing" their money. Those running the scam skim off money for themselves. The best ponzi artists have run their scams for years without being discovered. But eventually they usually collapse because their aren't enough new people kicking in money to give the investment "returns" to the old 'investors." It's also known as a pyramid scheme.

(Comments to Frank at f.fisher.obl.osb@comcast.net.) Interim Pastor of First Presbyterian Chuch of Fairbury, IL Brother Oscar Oblate of St. Benedict's Abbey - Bartonville, IL