Life in the Church of Christ . . .

A STEP OF FAITH OFF THE “DEEP END”
William L. Smith

I am on a journey. And I’ll not turn back, because the Way is bright, the Guide’s voice sounds clear and His hand is firm and faithful. Growing up in the church, I have known these facts to be true. But only recently have I come to live and experience them.

Those like me have been called “misfit” and “malcontent” by some Church of Christ brothers. I now believe things not generally accepted by the church of my upbringing. Among these beliefs are that the Holy Spirit is an active and powerfully dynamic force in the life of a yielded believer and that, when I pause at the Lord’s Supper to discern the Body, my heart must embrace many more believers than those within the formidable walls of our group.

Do I then discard my 32 years with the Church of Christ as if I were on the outside? Not at all. I still believe in the basic principles of the American restoration movement. As a product thereof, I have learned to love and be loved and to share in good works, and, I have been taught that the Bible means what it says. There is no division here. We all remain under the headship of Jesus.

In Ohio the counties are divided into “townships,” each with its own trustees, police and fire department, and school district. At the sporting events there is fierce competition, with each township proclaiming its supremacy. That is how I now view the church, as one large body of believers, with the Church of Christ as one township thereof. The wall that separates the Church of Christ from the others is artificial, like a line on a map.

I was not the first in the Church of Christ to see things this way. Pat Boone was among the first of a growing number who have this more open view. When his book, “A New Song,” hit the brotherhood, they called it “going off the deep end.” How appropriate, for going off the deep end is truly a step of faith. My experience may help others in one of two ways. They can see where I have erred and avoid the path I have taken, or, if they see they must change, they can take comfort in the fact that there is abundant life beyond the artificial walls.

At Abilene Christian College I watched as scholars scurried to craft a case against speaking in tongues and other spiritual gifts. For some reason it was tongues more than other spiritual gifts that put them on the attack. I learned back in those days that if I could not deal with a matter constructively I could always rely on the big put-down by the use of levity and sarcasm. I was chief among those in Edwards dormitory who found late night comedy on Pat Robertson’s “700 Club.” We roared with laughter as Pat announced yet another miraculous healing. We had it all figured out. Only fools believed such things. I was weak back then, even though folks in Ohio regarded me as a fine product of the youth program.

Back in Ohio ten years later the boy model became the adult leader. Respectability was mine in the offices of church treasurer, songleader, teacher and camp counselor. Though I would not admit it, I was still weak. It was at this time that my wife, Derri, sensing there must be more to being a Christian, began a study of the Holy Spirit. This led me to wonder what I would do if she went off the deep end. Would I be able to laugh off my wife as I had Pat Robertson?

Derri came to believe that all the promises of John 14 and Acts 2 regarding the Holy Spirit apply to her. Since this threatened my respectability in the Church of Christ, I began a desperate search for solid answers, which included a study of every scripture concerning the Holy Spirit.

In time we both privately experienced what we can describe only as a baptism of the Holy Spirit. This experience was so foreign to us that we did not know if we should share it with the congregation. We resolved that, short of being deceitful, we would for the time being tell no one but a few close friends. We wanted to see if God would do through us what he had promised in Acts 2. Any doubt we had was soon buried in an avalanche of blessing, including healing of my arthritis and deliverance from a reading disability. In addition to such physical blessings, the Lord turned our selfish hearts away from materialism, so that we can now understand what “My yoke is easy” and “I am with you always” really mean. Old songs like “Standing on the Promises” and “Listening to the Spirit’s Call” now have new meaning.

We were nonetheless anxious about telling our elders what had happened to us, but this was solved when we became members of the Belmont Church in Nashville, a church that invites the Spirit not only to impart its fruit but its gift of holiness as well. This church is a refuge for many Church of Christ people who seek a spirit of freedom not found in mainline congregations. Once we were at Belmont we were convinced that God had brought us there for a purpose. This was confirmed by his giving us a new job and a new life in Nashville. We do not see all this as a rejection of our life in the Church of Christ as much as the leading of the Holy Spirit.

While Derri was frustrated by the limited ministry of women in the church, she is now a full-time coordinator in Belmont’s well-funded and multi-faceted inner-city ministry. God’s blessings truly do abound beyond what we can hope or imagine. Even in our sufferings there are blessings. We are still weak, but, praise God, we are learning that “He is strong.”

Some of our Church of Christ brothers are bothered by our witness. They regard our talk of God working in us as a way to glorify ourselves or to make them feel inadequate. We know God and man cannot be glorified at the same time. Those in whom God works will testify, those who forbid God to work will not.

God, through His Holy Spirit, wants to unite us with each other and with all believers. If we earnestly seek Him beyond traditional molds and if we allow the Spirit to do with us whatever He desires, we will have a solid basis for the unity of the Spirit, even with diversity of doctrine. —106 Eastland Ave., Lebanon, TN 37087