Living The Mission – Prologue and Invitation

Before he was coronated King of All Things, Jesus of Nazareth, the last King of the Jews, offered his apprentices a metaphor to explain who he was and what he was up to. “The kingdom of the heavens,” he said, “is similar to a bit of yeast which a woman took and hid in half a bushel of dough. After a while all the dough was pervaded by it.”

How are things going in your world? Have you watched the news lately? I don’t recommend it. Not because it is inherently depressing; rather, because its absurdity and artificiality are overwhelming. It calls itself the news and then does everything in its power to avoid delivering newsworthy information. Ironic, huh?

What’s the word on the street? How are things going? How is ‘progress’ progressing? In a world where leading ethical minds suggest that pets have greater rights than babies, that the elderly should be exterminated, and that ‘dangerous ideas’ are capital crimes, how are we doing?

We’re still: Murderers. Adulterers. Manipulators. Xenophobes. We still feather our own nests with what we’ve ripped away from others. We still toot our own horns and poison our own children. What’s more, there is no ACCEPTED body of knowledge that does anything except fine-tune our blame-laying procedures.

These are the facts in a world that has left God behind. We are still children of wrath – “poured out of our mother’s womb into well-defined structural forms, outlines laid without symmetry; jagged, sharp, crooked lines constructed by the un-builder himself – Lucifer.” (1)

But something cries out within us that this is not how it is supposed to be! Whether we wail, “It’s just not fair!” or we gasp at a fleeting moment of beauty, or we weep with loneliness or we hunger for something more meaningful than being batteries in an eternal machine, our hearts testify to something DIFFERENT. Maximus says, “Marcus Aurelius had a dream that was Rome, Proximo, and this is not it! This is NOT it!” (2) Our hearts speak the same thoughts – “We had a dream that was reality, and this is NOT it!”

“Yet, in the gloom a light glimmers and glows. We have received an invitation. WE are invited to make a pilgrimage — into the heart and life of God. The invitation has long been on public record. You can hardly look anywhere across the human scene and not encounter it. It is literally ‘blowing in the wind.’ A door of welcome seems open to everyone without exception. No person or circumstance other than our own decision can keep us away. ‘Whosoever will may come.’

“The major problem with the invitation now is precisely overfamiliarity. Familiarity breeds unfamiliarity — unsuspected unfamiliarity, and then contempt. People think they have heard the invitation. They think they have accepted it – or rejected it. But they have not. The difficulty today is to hear it at all. Genius, it is said, is the ability to scrutinize the obvious. Written everywhere, we may think, how could the invitation be subtle, or deep? It looks like all the other graffiti, and even shows up in the same places. But that is part of the Divine Conspiracy.

“God’s desire for us is that we should live in him. He sends among us the Way to himself. That shows what, in his heart of hearts, God is really like – indeed, what reality is really like. In its deepest nature and meaning, reality is a community of boundless and totally competent love.” (3)

What is offered to us is more than an invitation to a party. We are invited to a vast undertaking, a mission unparelleled in scope and meaning. We are invited into the mission of spreading the rulership of the heavens into every corner of creation (Matt 6:10) — beginning with our own twisted, proud, distrustful, ever-wandering hearts. To accomplish this mission, we need several things – New Identity, New Training, New Equipment. Over the coming days and weeks, we will explore what it might mean to live this mission. Come and sojourn with me!

in HIS love,


  1. Ben Overby, New Genesis, pg. 18
  2. David Franzoni, Gladiator screenplay
  3. Dallas Willard, The Divine Conspiracy, pg.11

About Nick Gill

orphan-poet-adoptee-soldier-prodigal-servant-husband- counselor-desperate seeker after my Father's face "I feel my body weakened by the years as people turn to gods of cruel design. Is it that they fear the pain of death, or is it that they fear the joy of life?" - Toad the Wet Sprocket

Posted on 3 June, 2008, in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. 10 Comments.

  1. Nick,

    You encourage me. You give me hope. You challenge me.

    Our house closed in NY yesterday. Kim and I were talking about how we’ve been blessed by our King since we decided we had to move. Now I’m beginning to feel more and more pulled toward planting the seeds of a new genesis in Columbus. We don’t fit in the old wine skins any longer. We’re in prayer for the Father’s guidance. I’ve been blessed to manage a cardio practice where I’m constantly struggling to be an earthen vessel full of the gems of the gospel. I may begin writing again sooner than I expected.


  2. That is good to hear, brother! That is so good to hear! I was looking over your manuscript again last night, hoping that we would be able to work together soon. I have two friends, husband and wife, whose heads are so filled with conflicting gospels of sin management that the husband is ready to chuck it all and become a professional gambler and the wife lies awake at night fearing for her eternal life because of all the conflicting answers given by “religious people.”

    I have a pretty good idea of who I’m supposed to be, but the improvisation gets tough when so many people have so brutally botched the play already.

    Praying for you and BV and JD – Athos, Porthos, and Aramis of my part of the kingdom!

  3. There is something innate in us, I believe, that loves new things. And God makes all things new.

    God bless you today (and you, Ben)

    Grace and peace,

  4. Familiarity breeds contentment, contentment breeds satisfaction, when we become satisfied with ourselves and what we do, that is the beginning of our downfall.

  5. Good stuff, Nick, as usual. Over the past couple of years my thoughts have been pulled in a similar direction. It’s a matter of proclaiming the Good News that the crucified and risen Jesus is Lord of heaven and earth. Not just proclaiming, but living that reality, even and especially when it goes against the grain of the present world system. It takes a lot of faith, though.

  6. I think it takes more faith than I have. I do a good job thinking it, writing it, talking it… but my little world still seems as broken as ever.

  7. That is beautiful Nick. Looking forward to more.

  8. Sounds interesting, I will come along. Word on the Albuquerque Street is the same as every other street in the World, “the harvest is plentiful but the workers are few.” We are going to volunteer this summer at a mission for the homeless. It’s time to get off of our butts!

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