So, I’m looking at the half started thoughts and collected links in my queue here, and I see this one, predating even my debt to Rantz, from June of last year: (Some More) Thoughts (On Being the People of God) There are quite a few comments in that brief post, so you may want to wander over there. Here’s the bit I was chewing on then and have been chewing on again:
When I say “I’m doing all I can” do I really mean “I’m doing all I can… without changing my lifestyle”?
The context is living out a Kingdom of God ethic, specifically how far will Christians actually go to live like Jesus? After all Jesus lays out a pretty radical ethic for living. It’s the little things really:
- Pray for your enemies.
- Bless those who curse you.
- Turn the other cheek, and let ‘em have your shirt, too.
Jesus asked Peter, a family man, to leave his business. He told a rich young ruler to give all his money to the poor. This radical, Kingdom-of-God ethic might best be encapsulated this way: “Take up your cross daily.“

I’m going to close this post with a few questions on this topic, but first I want to tell a personal story.
Me and My House
In the summer of 2000, management at the Washington Township apartment complex where Kerri and I lived, initiated a rent hike that pushed us over the tipping point and onto the quest for a home. At that time I was still pursuing paid ministry with InterVarsity Christian Fellowship. Wright State University was going to be my assignment – I was already volunteering my time there – and the new church we were helping to plant also wanted to connect with students. So, in an effort to live and work and worship in a single community (As I’m writing this I’m realising that the seeds of who we are now were present even then.) we made plans to build with the developer who was putting in a new neighborhood around the university.
I know several people who live in that neighborhood now, but at that time there was nothing but fields. Negotiations between the developer and the township weren’t going as quickly as anticipated. No matter; Kerri and I put $500 down to hold our place in line for lot selection – we were third – and we began to look at plans.
I should interject that although both Kerri and I were working at the time, we wanted Kerri to be able to stay home once kids entered the picture. Furthermore, we knew that my salary would be stagnating once I made the transition to full-time campus ministry. Looking at home models it quickly became evident that we were going to be entering the neighborhood at the very bottom of the scale, and even then it was going to be tight.
Now, while negotiations between the developer and the township continued, we were invited on a work trip to Tijuana, Mexico. Our major task would be performing manual labor at the City of Refuge, the orphanage run by Tijuana Christian Mission. In addition to our work at TCM, we went out and worked a couple other places: We brought food to the city dump, where a surprsing number of people live and work by scavenging. We also went to a newer community known as El Nino, named for the storm season that brought thousands north to Tijuana searching for work and family. It was “newer” only in the sense of “newly populated.” The homes were all made of scrap wood – think disassembled orange crates and freight pallets – with dirt floors. The government’s sole contribution to infrastructure was a single bare electrical line on poles through the middle of the neighborhood. Residents would then attached a wire of twisted coat hangers that would run along the dirt road back to their homes to power their hot plates.

To say that this trip was stunning is an understatement. The poverty and real physical need was almost overwhelming. Even on our day off, a trip to Rosarito Beach where the Fox movie studio is located, we were confronted by dozens of small children, none older than my own, selling gum to raise a few pennies for their families.
That first trip to TCM was life changing for Kerri and me. We hadn’t been back in Ohio for more than a couple days when we looked at each other and said, “We cannot build that house.” We were both seized by a sense of what I would now call justice: we could not spend that much money on a new home when there were homes that more than met our needs available for half that amount. Sure these cheaper homes were in the city versus the suburbs, but none of these homes were in the city dump. None of them were made of scrap wood with dirt floors. None of them lacked electricity or running water. Having seen and heard and even smelled, having experienced what we had we could not go through with our previous plans.

That is the essentials of how we wound up buying an 75 year-old house in an east Dayton neighborhood.
Some Questions
I’m not holding myself up as an exemplar or anything, but I think this is one decision we got right… at least a lot more right than we were originally planning. When confronted with the Kingdom, Kerri and I chose to live in the Kingdom. Am I saying that God inherently favors the lower classes? Maybe; Jesus seemed to say as much in the Parable of the Sheep and Goats. Mostly I’m saying that in this instance Kerri and I heard Jesus’ call to “follow me,” and choosing to follow him has taken us down a modestly difficult, certainly unconventional, and perhaps even counter-cultural path.
This is dangerously difficult ground on which I now tread, because I know lots of people who have made or are making different decisions. I’m at risk of standing in judgment over them or at least appearing to do so. That is not my intent, and I hope I’ve managed to avoid falling over that perilous precipice. (Enough with the alliteration.)

Onto the questions. As always, I speak out of my own experience and observations. So, if you don’t see what I see, you’ll just have to trust that I’m being square with you.
- Can Christians reconcile the American dream of wealth, security and autonomy with the Kingdom of God? In other words, it is even possible to pursue both, or do they stand in fundamental opposition to one another?
- What damage has been done to the Kingdom by modern Christendom’s tendency to define sin, the Gospel, and the Kingdom of God in purely private, individualistic terms?
- Poll after poll and study after study reveal almost no observable difference between the lifestyles of Christians and non-Christians; how can this be true in light of the life advocated and modeled by Jesus, a way that I believe is fundamentally different from anything else on earth?
As always, I hope you’ll comment. Be kind, ask questions, and God willing we’ll all come out the other side a little wiser.