I really don’t like to spend money. I don’t drink coffee because coffee costs money. I don’t order drinks at restaurants because drinks cost money. I don’t buy people Christmas gifts because Christmas gifts cost money…. ok, I need to work on that one… but you see my point. I’m frugal!
Yet, I spent nineteen dollars on this book.
In fact, I desperately spent nineteen dollars on this book. I was glad to do it! Let me explain.
I had become a dogmatist without a cause. Another sermon about God’s Grace? Hyper-grace! A message about church unity? Progressive! I hear of the overwhelming, never-ending, reckless Love of God and I think, “That’s great. Now where is the call to holiness?”
I have beef with the church I grew up attending. I have beef with the Reformed camp. I have beef with the Charismatics. A LOT of beef with the Charismatics if I’m honest. I have beef with Osteen, Meyer, Furtick, Jakes, Beth Moore, Sarah Young, Michael Todd, Maverick City, Passion, Elevation Worship, Hillsong, Bethel, and pretty much everyone else not named John Piper.
I am scared of spiritual gifts. Confused by them. Uncomfortable when people expect me to practice them. But I am certainly not a cessasionist. I have low tolerance for the denial of spiritual gifts, and an even lower tolerance for their flippant use and/or abuse. I am a closeted Calvinist in my soteriology. I don’t know anything about TULIP, though. I suppose I am a Baptist. I went to Baylor University after all. I am a Creationist. New Earth, even though I bet you most of the evidence would suggest Old Earth. I don’t like worship music that was released after 2014. (If only everyone else was just like me!)
I look to my right and this guy is calling EVERYBODY a false teacher. He is disrespectful to women, and he mistreats everyone who disagrees with him in the name of "truth" and “righteous anger.” I look to my left and my dude is leading a yoga Bible study while ripping some essential oils. Church leaders are encouraging me towards love and unity, but unity sounds like tolerance, and tolerance sounds like acceptance, and acceptance sounds like acceptance of sin, and acceptance of sin is unloving. Thus was my dilemma.
Enter: Francis Chan. A man who studied at THE Master’s Seminary under the direction of THE John F. MacArthur. Trained in the ways of the reformed but is now a charismatic icon. A shadow of Paul one might say. I know he reveres the Word of God. I know he preaches Christ crucified. What else do I need to know? A quick run to Barnes & Noble and a crisp twenty-dollar bill later, here we are.
It is my pleasure to report: Mr. Chan did not come to play games. Not in any form or fashion.
This book is super-saturated with Scripture. As with any other Christian book, that is its greatest strength. The strategic use of said Scripture did much to convict me of my apathy towards unity in light of God's fervent desire for it. I was always curious as to why, of all the things Jesus could have prayed for us before His crucifixion, He chose to pray that we believers would be unified. Unfortunately, that curiosity never evolved, and thus I was never made aware of the remainder of the New Testament's obsession with our unification. This book works to dispel all ignorance.
When I picked up Until Unity, I was concerned that I had just committed myself to reading a bunch of pages full of the same "love is the answer" mumbo jumbo I'd been hearing everywhere. I was right to be concerned. That is quite literally the title of a section in this book. My mistake then, was not that I picked up this book, but that I had the audacity to call love "mumbo jumbo." Love is the superior gift. Shame on me for thinking maturity entailed everything but growing in love for God and neighbor.
The most heinous sin ever committed was the murder of the Son of God. Jesus, loving those committing that very crime, prayed, "Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do." What better example to follow? Let's call out false teachers! Heck yeah! But let our motivation be love for The Truth. Let's confront those "Spirit-filled" believers writhing all over the floor. Heck yeah! And as hard as this one would be for me, let our motivation be love for The Truth. If we do things out of a love for The Truth, even extremes like removing someone from the fellowship of believers is pro-unity. I still have beef with the likes of Osteen. That entire list, honestly. But what would it look like if I loved even them, and the people who subscribed to their teachings?
Don't misunderstand me, this book contains much much more than just a call to love better. Even though Francis Chan's writing is far from the most eloquent, I found that the way he ordered this book, the passion, humility, confidence, and honesty with which he writes, and his own personal journey through the world of "church politics" made for a must-read. Until Unity gets extra brownie points for being just what I needed to hear when I needed to hear it.
A part of me wants to knock Chan for being overly simplistic, a tad naive, and egregiously idealistic. The other part of me, the one I'm listening to, commends Chan's child-like faith and wishes he had a little more of that himself. This book doesn't have all the answers, but it has the most important ones. That's enough for me. 5 Stars!