We have a DJ friend, who regularly has a set at Space – one of the major clubs in Ibiza – and he really likes for people from 24-7 to go when he is playing – to pray and worship God in that setting. A fair proportion of the 3000 people there during the day will have been up clubbing all through the night and will have taken pills or cocaine to keep them going, others will be having as much fun without the chemicals.
A few years back we had the strange experience of dropping the boys of at the school and going straight on to a session called ‘Fake’ at Space (9.30 in the morning!) This was a predominantly gay event and so unfamiliar to anything that I am used to.
As we sat down for a bit, we watched men in high heels and make up, other blokes wearing diamond studded dog collars. I stood next to a man wearing a skirt in the gents always a little weird. A couple of older guys tried to crack on to me! In the main room, there was a very strange and sexually explixit act going on on the stage.
My own prejudices jumped out at me and I had to remind myself, that God passionately loved everyone in Space as much as he loved me, – absolutely no difference.
I am constantly struck by Gods passion for people.
He feels the same passion for the man I say propped up against a car park wall, snoring and stinking of beer as I drove home.
He feels the same passion for me.
He feels the same passion for the three girls we took home tonight who had taken to much khetamine.
He feels the same passion for my wife Tracy
He feels the same passion for the gangs of alcohol fuelled groups of men and women walking through the west end wearing the minimum amount of clothing possible.
He feels the same passion for my sons, Ellis and Dan
He feels the same passion for the couple having sex right on the main walk along the seafront at 6.00 in the morning.
He feels the same passion for the people I used to go to church with
He feels the same passion for the guy who can hardly stay on the pavement at 9 in the morning who when I ask him if he knows where he’s going just says ‘anywhere I can get another drink’
He feels the same passion for people calling out for more of his Holy Spirit
He feels the same passion for the girl throwing up in the street
He feels the same passion for the cleaner who will clear it up while she’s sleeping .
He feels the same passion for the guy with the wild staring eyes, who is still dancing thanks to whatever he’s taken to keep him awake.
He feels the same passion for the guy who sold him whatever he’s on.
Jesus had words of contempt for people who looked down on other people’s lifestyle choices – thinking that they were of greater worth because in their eyes, they’d got it right
I can’t make judgements on people because they live a different way to me
I need to see people as God does – people he loves passionately, just as he loves me.