Our journey began Wednesday afternoon.
I picked Tyler Hampton up from the airport, and Dan Randazzo from his
home in Baltimore; dinner was in Philadelphia, at the home of Helene
Pollock, along with a number of fellow workers in the Truth. We went
really deep over the dinner table, discussing the dynamics of doing
ministry in a Philadelphia Quaker context. This conversation helped
to prepare us for the work to come.
Thursday night, we held a gathering of
around fifty people in a home in West Philly. Calling the gathering a Quaker
revival, we sought to offer a space for transformation - a
renewed encounter with the Lord Jesus Christ through his Holy Spirit.
We were heartened to see that a wide cross-section of the
Philadelphia Quaker community was in attendance. Locals told us that
there was representation from many different Quaker sub-cultures that
rarely talked with one another. Especially encouraging to me was that
there were also some folks who were new to Friends who attended to
get a better idea of whether this might be the community for them.
The meeting itself was not
what anyone expected, including me. After a potluck dinner and a
time of singing led by talented musicians from the Philadelphia area,
we entered into a time of open worship. As visiting ministers, Tyler,
Dan and I were explicitly invited to give vocal ministry during that
time. However, the meeting flowed freely, with other Friends giving
messages as they felt moved. Tyler and Dan both gave very powerful
spoken ministry, articulating the depths of anguish and sense of
abandonment that we may feel as we seek to follow Jesus. Though I had
prayed for many weeks in preparation, and believed that the Lord had
given me a message to deliver at the revival, I found that Tyler's
visceral ministry was pitch perfect. Nothing that I had been given to
speak seemed relevant any longer.
This was really hard for me. Before the
meeting ended, I did end up speaking a few words, which I hope were
faithful to the motion of the Spirit in our midst; yet, most of what
I believed God had given me to say was stripped away. For almost a
month, I felt that God was preparing me to deliver a particular
message, but at the last possible moment, the sermon went through the
shredder! It took me the whole next day to recover from my feelings
of frustration and abandonment.
Though I personally struggled, I felt
that the revival was held in the power of the Lord. I was very proud
of Tyler and Dan for their faithfulness in preaching the word, and I
felt thankful for the hard work that everyone put into planning
logistics, preparing music, and opening their homes and hearts in
order to allow this event to take place. I feel that we did the best
we could with the gifts, faith, and spiritual condition of those who
were present that night.
Are we revived yet? That is a hard
thing to gauge. I can say that ministers were seasoned and empowered.
I can report that around fifty Friends gathered together in
Philadelphia to hear the word of the gospel. I know that, as a
result of this effort, many individuals in the Philadelphia area have
felt strengthened and supported in their walk of faith. And I have a
sense that the Lord is gathering a people to himself. If revival
means instantaneous transformation, then ours was a pretty poor
example. But if revival means
the steady work of planting and watering, inviting Jesus himself into
our midst, then I would say that we can report some success.
The next day, a number of us traveled
to Long Island, where we participated in a weekend gathering of
Christ-centered Friends from across the New York City region. It was
a joy to be present with these sisters and brothers, and to
encourage one another in our shared walk with the Lord. I was deeply
impressed by the Christian faith and warm hospitality of our hosts at
Manhasset Meeting. It
was also a joy to connect with other Friends from the New York City
area who were in attendance. After the heavy lifting of the revival
in Philadelphia, we were blessed by the sweet spirit and deep
refreshment that we experienced among Friends on Long Island.
As we made our way back home yesterday,
Helene, Dan, Tyler and I had ample time to debrief on our experience
of the last several days. We shared lessons learned, and brainstormed
about possible next steps. Even before the revival happened, we were
already getting invitations to hold similar meetings in other parts
of the country. At the same time, we are encouraged that there are
several related movements among Friends to bring renewal and revival
to the Body of Christ. With the Friends
of Jesus Fellowship retreat in Ohio this April,
QuakerSpring holding its
annual gathering in June, and the Northeast Christ-centered Friends
gathering taking place in September, it is clear that a fresh Jesus
movement is afoot among Friends.
Recognizing these signs of
Christ's work among Friends, how can we fan the flames of a movement
that goes far beyond rekindling the flickering embers of Quakerism?
What would it look like to be part of a movement of the Holy Spirit
whose first motion was to bless the world, no matter the cost? What
might take place if we were willing to be poured out in order to
express Christ's love for the world? What if we released our grip on
Quakerism and allowed the Spirit to
flow through us, to do a new thing?











