My thoughts of 21st century Christianity…or whatever it is we find ourselves in:
Vanilla gets associated with a lot of things besides being an ice cream flavor. Vanilla sometimes means bland, boring, or the most commonly chosen option. Well today I’m going to tell you why nothing beats good old trusty, sturdy, always reliable vanilla. But I’m going to do it within an analogy of the explosion of ministry methods in our current times. So get your ice cream scoop, and your mental taste buds ready.
Vanilla ice cream used to be one of the only options. Chocolate and strawberry came along to hug vanilla in Neapolitan ice cream. Now there’s any conceivable ice cream flavor imaginable. Some of which don’t sound too appealing. It’s pretty much akin to my asking for a booger jelly belly blizzard mixed with peppermint ice cream. So suffice it to say, more flavors, combinations, and options doesn’t always lead to better ice cream. Likewise, our creative and imaginative juices in rethinking ministry, it’s tools, techniques, methodology, and philosophy doesn’t always lead to better ministry.
I want my vanilla! My root beer floats, banana splits, malts, shakes, and my pie all demand for vanilla ice cream. Hmmm, yummy. Some new fangled ice cream flavor would absolutely destroy my root beer float! Arrgh, how depressing would that be! Likewise cutesy ministry has the potential to destroy Jesus.
Jesus is my vanilla. Vanilla is the pillar, standard and measuring stick in the ice cream world. Jesus is the pillar in the ministry world. It seems at times merry-go-round discussions of organic, emergent, house, and 1st century church models leaves me puking up my totally good vanilla ice cream. Dude, that was my vanilla ice cream I threw up with some side tangent, peripheral, lack of focus, non-issue issue, never ending merry-go-round and round ramblings. High church, low church, suits or shorts, choir robes or charismatic tambourines, organ or guitar and drums, smells and bells, liturgy or no liturgy, I don’t care. Jesus wants to be preached. Jesus needs to be preached. Preach Jesus with passion and the vanilla is honored.
Now, as a concluding remark. Do I ever push the ministry envelope and try new things? Of course, and I want to do it sooo much more! But I always want to honor and rest on that tasty vanilla bedrock foundation. But I ask you this deep deep question. What would a malt or shake be without whipped cream and a cherry on top?! Not as good for one thing! So keep preaching the vanilla timeless base with “priority Jesus,” but feel free to add your own decorative and stylistic toppings.