Church, Manchester, Faith, Punk

Archive for August, 2009

The Chapel

Constant insecurity. Nothing will work. This will fail. You are going to look a total Muppet…..again.

This has been my thought process for the last few weeks. If I am honest most of it is fairly well founded. Failure is a very very distinct possibility; it is much more likely than success. Although, I don’t yet have a working definition of success that I am comfortable discussing in public!

On Sunday 27th September we are going to launch The CCM Chapel. My family and I moved to Manchester because I believe that God told me to start something that would reach a certain unreached people group in Manchester. I think he told me to reach the young people of Manchester, metallers, the clubbers, the punks, the indie kids, students, artists, entrepreneurs, urbanites, gays, lesbians, those who have no idea, speed freaks, addicts, politicos, techie geeks, and anybody else who is scared by church in its current forms.

How do I plan to do the above? No freakin idea. None what so ever. Seriously, it’s a little embarrassing. That is why failure is so high on the list of likely outcomes!

The CCM Chapel is a Sunday evening meeting. Currently the manager of Baa Bar in Fallowfield has kindly let us use the top room of his fine establishment.

So at 7:30pm on Sunday 27th Sept we will begin an experiment in church. To start with I imagine we will look fairly conventional (apart from the free shots…..long story), but I hope that we start to look and sound a little different. I hope that we can get a crowd that wouldn’t normally go near a church. After all, isn’t that the point?


Manchester draws you out

So we have been in Manchester for two months. The summer is over. Although as summers go, it didn’t really ever get going which I have a feeling is a standard Manchester summer.

So, two months in Manchester is growing on me. It seems to have a certain vitality that is hard to explain. Manchester doesn’t appear to have been destroyed by 60s and 70s architecture in a way that Birmingham was spending billions to rectify. The old cotton mills that dot the landscape around Manchester point to a by-gone era, but also look forward as they fill up with small businesses and entrepreneurs.

Manchester draws you out. Again this is tough to explain, but there seems to be a willingness to experiment, to ask difficult questions and to not be afraid of the answers. That is definitely my experience of my new church as well as my new city!

Manchester asks you to get involved. Everywhere you look there are active community groups looking to engage and interest there city. These aren’t just geographical communities but communities based around music, art, education, sexuality and every possible interest under the sun. It is incredible to observe.