John Markum

People versus Projects

People“When He [Jesus] saw the crowds, He was moved with compassion…” Matthew 9:36

While crossing the busy street to the shopping center across from my neighborhood I ran into two men holding signs misquoting Scripture of God’s wrath and literally yelling at people driving in traffic past them. That was bad enough. But on top of that, they were handing out very out-of-date “tracts” that were nothing more than goofy black-and-white comics depicting Satan tricking people into Hell. All in the name of “soul-winning”. I can’t make this stuff up.

In addition to their yelling and sign waving, and tract handing – I watched one of them, the younger of the two, approach a woman unsolicited and tell her that she was a sinner before God, and that if she didn’t repent of her sin and tell God she was sorry and believe in Jesus she would go to Hell. He then attempted to lay out three “simple” steps to salvation and get her to believe in Christ in less time than it took for the crosswalk lights to change. All without this woman wanting to participate.

As he continued his diatribe, the look in the woman’s eye compelled me to do something. So I leaned over, gently got the lady’s attention, and told her, “Ma’am, I just want you to know that I’m a pastor of a church nearby, and we’re not all like this guy. There’s at least one church here that cares about you. You matter to God and you matter to us.” In less than 1 minute of talking with her I learned her name (let’s call her “Sarah”)*, a piece of her story, and that she would love to connect with a sincere, caring church.

Before that minute was up she was asking me where my church met, what time, and could she come. I was happy to oblige her. I meant what I said about her mattering to us.

As the lights changed, she smiled and thanked me before crossing the street. Then the young man took an interest in me…

Long story short, he was rude, abrasive, and almost entirely uninterested in me as a person. He shared with me that “they” (his church) had led 710 people to believe in Jesus over the last three years doing what they were doing here on this busy street corner. Not one of which he could name, when asked, citing the fact that he talks to “so many people” that it was impossible for him to keep track of all their names. So I just asked him if he knew the name of the one woman he was just talking to… he didn’t know her name either. He didn’t know that she was hurting. Or that she actually grew up in church. Or that her name was Sarah*. Or that just caring a little bit about her might have given him the chance to speak life over her instead of condemnation.

He didn’t know because he didn’t care. She was just a project to him, not a person with a story, and a heart, and real needs.

I found out that this man was actually the pastor of the church he represented. A church that, according to him, consists of twenty people. Twenty. That have supposedly led 710 people to pray a prayer at a crosswalk. None of which he can name. Small churches are fine. A small church is one thing. Being rude, weird, and hostile to strangers is quite another.

The only people that Jesus got hostile toward, were the religious hypocrites of His day who were more concerned with advancing their agenda than loving people. I know these people mean well, but they’re missing the forest because of all the trees in their way. Or, as my post title suggests, they’re missing the people they could be ministering to because they’re too busy with their project.

Now, I’m not Jesus, and I’m not about to get on the hate-train against this man or his church. I’m not even going to name them. That’s not my style. But I want to be clear about this:

Jesus is not like that. His church is not suppose to be like that. And as best as we know how, LifeCity Church is never going to be like that. We choose to speak life – to let God’s Word and Spirit flow through our speech and actions in such a way that people get a glimpse of God’s heart because it’s beating inside of us.

Whoever you are, and whatever you’re going through we care about you and your story. We care about the pain you’ve experienced and dreams that you hold onto. We care about your family. We care about your struggles. We care about you. We want to learn your name and hear your story.

And if we get the chance and you realize that you can trust us, we hope to share why we care so much about you – because you matter to God and you matter to us.

We hope you’ll come see that for yourself. If someone has ever treated you like this man treated Sarah*, I’m so sorry. And no, not all churches are like that.

Yes, we believe you need Jesus – that we all need Jesus. But we would rather demonstrate that in person than yell it from a street corner.

Pastor John

*To be clear, her name is not Sarah. But yes, I learned her name. 🙂



We have described our partnership commitments to LifeCity Church in three words:

  • FAST.
  • GIVE.
  • JOIN.

We have been blessed by literally hundreds of people who have told us that they would “pray” for us as we prepare to launch this new church. We are overwhelmingly grateful that so many people have expressed their intentions to keep us before God as we move forward to plant a church. Continue reading “FASTING.”

The Power of the Gospel

We often say at our church, “No one cares how much we know until they know how much we care.” We have to live what we believe if we are ever going to see the Gospel reach the hearts of the people around us. Seriously, think about it… If we claim to be free, forgiven, made new, and to be given life and the power and presence of God, why do we so often act no different than we would outside of Christ?

There is nothing that gets me more frustrated that religious hypocrisy. People who are suppose to know better but don’t live a changed life are as lost in their religion as the Pharisees of Jesus’ day. And this problem exists in nearly every church, and is indiscriminate of your church model, values, denomination, or style of worship. The reason? Because people are still people and deal with the same sin issues. And to be perfectly honest, I hate it the most, when I see it in myself. I still battle with the same selfish tendencies as all of the people in my church… and your church.

But we are suppose to be different. We are suppose to have a new life. 2 Corinthians 5:17 tells us, “This means that anyone who belongs to Christ has become a new person. The old life is gone; a new life has begun!”

If we want to see the Gospel change the lives of the people around us, it must first change our lives. Just because you believed in Him does not mean you are living for Him. And just because you go to church does not mean you are discipled. Some of the most godly people I know are baby Christ-followers with a passion for Jesus that humbles me. Already, they consistently make difficult choices that show a stark distinction between who they were  and who they are now in Christ. Conversely, some of the most un-discipled people I have known (myself included at times) are those who could explain the significance of the hyper-static union of Christ in regards to dispensational versus covenant theology. They can quote entire chapters of God’s word from memory, but they won’t speak life into the people around them. None of that information we know matters at all, if we do not live it. The power of the Gospel is such that it is not satisfied to save us from the penalty our sin one day when we stand before God, but to save us from the power of our sin today. Right here, right now. And the evidence of it working is in how we love others, and how we obey.

The power of the Gospel is in obedience not knowledge.

I’m blogging later this week on “signs that you don’t get it.” Keep an open heart. I’m guilty of several of these. Chances are, you can relate.



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