Monday, October 9, 2017

it is a poor business that makes only money
















My friend Ted owned Sack and Save, the largest single grocery store in the western states.  He built it from an idea he had, and it became a showplace for him.  He made lots of money, lots of friends, and the admiration of his peers, who when meeting him for the first time wanted to know how he did it.  His margins were lower, yet he made more money.  He enjoyed the power and influence he had on the market, and also being the center of attention.  For him it was more than making money, it had become his whole life, his stage on which he appeared daily, and people paid to see him, over and over again.  But calling on him one day, I was told he was in his office.  I knew he had a small office upstairs, but never used it, all 50,000 square feet of store was his office, so I knew something was up.  I found him clearing out his desk, and smiled ,as it was a ceremonious action.  He had sold the store, and wanted to get his stuff, as he said.  He had bragged how he never would sell the store, but he always had a ridiculous price in mind, and someone offered it and Ted took it.  The deal done, it was about to be no longer his store, and he already knew he had made the wrong decision.  He wasn’t sure how his life would change, the store fed his ego and his social status, it seemed he never really worked, he was always out among the people, and through him I met many movers and shakers.  But his store was now  history, he had achieved his dream, and then sold it out.   For dollars on the penny.
BA Moto sits in an old non-descript industrial section of Signal Hill.  There our friend Nathan and his friends conduct life and business the old school way, their lifestyle, customer base, and shop all portraying the 1950’s, except is is real and not a façade.  They have the clubhouse room, an office, and the shop, where I used to worry how they were making it, but the business grew and is still growing.  A labor of love, a vocation that lets them be on vacation, and meet many others who ride.  You probably don’t know Nathan, but he is on an ad for Allstate insurance doing a burnout, which got him the gig of riding an Indian, not his style, to all 50 state capitols to push for better motorcycle awareness.  A paying gig, a dream ride for most of us, an 11,000 paid summer ride, but that was sadly interrupted by his father’s death.  Nathan was very close to Jigs, and took in all the BA boys as his own.  There were times I was a second father to Nathan, but a very distant second, Jigs was it.  So when he died it had a profound impact on Nate, and his family, extended, too.  We had talked on the phone, but when stopping by the shop a few months after, I was ushered over to a circa 1953 BSA single motor, clean and shiny, sitting on table next to Nathan’s stall.  In it were Jigs’ ashes, I couldn’t think of a better or more appropriate place, and he was next to Nathan everyday at BA Moto.  To some just an old BSA motor, to Nathan and us a tribute to his dad, something not for sale at any price.  If only Ted had met Nathan, before he sold his dream.  There are values and there are valuables, sometimes we never know the difference before it is too late.
Henry Ford once wrote “it is a poor business that makes only money.”  Of course at the time he was regarded as the last billionaire, but it was his love of his cars that drove him, the money came along as he succeeded.  While others were in it to make money, the object of free enterprise, Henry knew that the profits would come if the product was right.  In Jesus Christ, we have a product like no other, that made promises like no other, and was able to deliver them like no other.  Reading through the gospels it is amazing to me how he took things down to a simple level, and how we can make them so complicated.  How he focused on love and ministry, that when mixed with forgiveness gave us another chance, and then to salvation, and our resurrection someday, just like had promised.  Yet others would pop up, and still do today, promising a better way, demanding more from us and less from God, but falling short of Jesus’ promises.  Salvation is a gift that cannot be earned nor can be bought.  It is free, because no one could afford the heavenly price, so Jesus had to come from heaven to earth and pay it.  Jesus was all about his father’s work, that of saving us and reuniting us to him, yet today’s churches are so involved with money they are a big business.  For all the activities they need a budget, so in tithes, offerings, various youth group sales, and begging, yes begging, you know what I mean, they feed the need for money, while sacrificing their calling.  It is a poor church that makes only money, and ministries that only focus on themselves do nothing.  Jesus said “give unto to Caesar the things of Caesar, and to God the things of God.”  Are we really seeking what and who needs to be ministered to and how?  Or do we set up programs hoping they will come?  Do we sit inside our church all safe and clean, while the world rots away just outside, because we fail to go out and become involved?  True ministry is meeting needs, how can you see if you are not out where the action is?  How can you tell your testimony if not out among the lost?  It is the sick who need a doctor, maybe Jesus had it right.  But the sick are in the churches, while he is out on the street.  But by his spirit, we can all be healed, it is a participation event, one to one and personal.  Not a TV screen based sermon with no one to question, it is getting out among the people, to those in hospitals, jails, homebound, and as we go we will see lives changed by Christ.  Not by us, we are to plant, or water, let the spirit provide the growth, the change.  An intangible that will leave tangible results, maybe if we just asked God what he wanted to do, our meeting times would be shorter and our ministries greater.  Ministries, not miniseries.  As too much of church has become, to be continued next week....
The difference between Ted and Nathan came down to experience.  And relationship.  They both experienced their dreams, Nathan continues to honor his father in his work.  Ted sold out, and lost his dream, rather cashed it in.  What is God leading you to do?  What is the dream he is showing you for your life?  Is it all about you, are you willing to work and submit to God, to make a commitment?  We are under a new covenant, an open contract with no ending date, as eternity has no end.  Businesses will come and go, so will people, only Jesus will remain, and we can to him, because he came to us.  Stop pursuing old traditional types of church, let God minister to both our heads and hearts, and see our relationship with him have a deep, personal effect.  A business that may not make money, but will see souls and lives changed in Christ.  God desires we become his friends, not just his fans.  Can we be honest and say the same?
What is more important, the financial, the emotional, or the spiritual impact?  In Jesus you can have all three, seeking him first, then HE adds all the rest.  Never hear that in business class, or maybe even church.  The disciples gave it all based on what they had seen Jesus do.  How you see him will impact how you know him, and serve him.  Jesus went out among the people, he taught in the sanctuary.  It is a poor church that only teaches but doesn’t go out and apply it.  Jesus did, and that made all the difference.  Ted sold his shrine and had to leave the building.  Nathan honors his dad everyday taking him with him.  Do we take Jesus with us?  The church is starting to leave the building, it is bored and complacent.  The spirit is calling and is strong. We are weak, but his strength made perfect in our weakness.  Good advice only found in the Bible, but only works if taken.  Maybe Norma Desmond was right, “I am big, it was the pictures that got small.”  But maybe Ronald Reagan said it best, when asked why he left the Democratic party, his answer “I didn’t leave the party, the party left me.”  If you know Jesus, you will know the difference.....
love with compassion,
Mike
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