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Impressive
churches dot the pages of Bible history — Antioch, Ephesus,
Jerusalem, Phillipi, Rome. From more recent restoration history, a
host of names are recalled. But what finally happened to those
churches? A few remain; most are gone. They died! Is this destined
to be the final chapter of this church? Why did they die?
Did
the churches become outdated? A new T-model Ford is as good as
ever but not suited to the demands of our day. Man has not
changed. Sin and the truth have not changed. Man's spiritual needs
are the same. God's church is perfect in design and needs no
improvement. That is not the problem.
Was
it persecution that destroyed those grand churches? All churches
felt the lash of persecution, but that is when they multiplied
their numbers. They died later. Churches die from within — not
from outside pressure.
Churches
die at the tables of compromise. When the churches fought the
world, sin, and false doctrine — asking no quarter nor giving
any, they prospered. Brethren bore scars; they lost a battle now
and then, but they did not lose the war. In their hand was a two
edged sword, and on their side a divine defense none could
penetrate. Compromise opened the gates and sheathed the sword.
"Let's not dispute with people..." That appeal is the
cankerworm and caterpillar that devours a church — and it is at
last dead, stripped of its courage and faith.
Churches
die of indifference. All churches lose members — they die, quit,
or move
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away. Laziness just revises the
directory and waits for move-ins and births. No effort is made to
restore the fallen as scripture demands. No seed is sown. No one
has home Bible studies. There is no zealous pursuit of souls. That
church naturally — gradually — eventually but ever so surely
dies.
Churches
die from misdirection. They adopt worldly religious ideals. They
see the church as a social reform agency, a general benevolent
society, and a recreational institution. Its spiritual mission is
forgotten. The harder they work, the worse the church becomes.
Finally it is but a grotesque caricature of the Lord's church.
Somewhere along the way, the church died — the victim of
apostasy. Other churches have no direction at all. They are
content to open the doors three times a week, have a meeting once
a year, and paint the building when it begins to peal. They go in
circles constantly wearing the ruts deeper and deeper. They press
without a real goal, running on the treadmill until the church
dies.
Is
such inevitable? Must our work be wasted? No! The Lord has a
prescription: "Preach the word; ... in season, out of
season;..." "Fight the good fight of faith, lay hold on
eternal life,..." "Take heed unto thyself, and unto the
doctrine; continue in them: for in doing this thou shalt both save
thyself, and them that hear thee." May we have the zeal,
faith, and backbone to take the medicine.
Joe Fitch, San Antonio, TX.
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