Glory Days

This morning my wife Nanci and I were talking about a friend of mine who is moving this year. She asked me, “Why is he moving already?” Without thinking I said, “Well, it just wasn’t a very good fit and they’re a ‘Glory Days’ Church.” We both laughed at this reference to the Boss, Bruce Springsteen.

You all remember the song right?

I had a friend was a big baseball player
back in high school
He could throw that speedball by you
Make you look like a fool boy
Saw him the other night at this roadside bar
I was walking in, he was walking out
We went back inside sat down had a few drinks
but all he kept talking about was

Chorus:
Glory days well they’ll pass you by
Glory days in the wink of a young girl’s eye
Glory days, glory days

Well there’s a girl that lives up the block
back in school she could turn all the boy’s heads
Sometimes on a Friday I’ll stop by
and have a few drinks after she put her kids to bed
Her and her husband Bobby well they split up
I guess it’s two years gone by now
We just sit around talking about the old times,
she says when she feels like crying
she starts laughing thinking about

Chorus

Now I think I’m going down to the well tonight
and I’m going to drink till I get my fill
And I hope when I get old I don’t sit around thinking about it
but I probably will
Yeah, just sitting back trying to recapture
a little of the glory of, well time slips away
and leaves you with nothing mister but
boring stories of glory days

Does that sound like any churches you know, “sitting back trying to recapture a little of the glory of…” or “just sitting around talking about the old times. Unfortunately glory days will pass you by, and Glory Days Churches cannot be faithfully missional churches. So if you find yourself sitting and thinking to the exclusion of getting up and doing, ask yourself whether you’re a Glory Days Church. If so, decide you’re going to live the glory days now! In the immortal words of Rob Schneider, “You can do it!”

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2 thoughts on “Glory Days

  1. It’s me right…I’m moving…not that I’m paranoid or anything…looking over my shoulder and putting Sandy’s number on block.

  2. All names are changed to protect the innocent. I’m not saying it’s you, but I’m not saying it’s not you either. 😉

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