My wife and I recently watched a movie on the last days of Hitler.

It showed his life in an underground bunker as he tried to keep his nihilistic vision of world domination from collapsing.  I sat awed as Hitler grew increasingly paranoid and out of touch with reality.  He refused to believe reports that his armies had been defeated.  He blamed the German people for bringing defeat on themselves.  He was so convinced of the betrayal of his officers that he spent his last days ordering the deaths of his own loyalists.

But what was more disturbing than this was the people around him.  More than once my wife asked, ‘Why doesn’t someone just shoot him?’

Simple.

They couldn’t.

Hitler had constructed such a complex and convincing web of reality that those closest to him refused to leave his side, and some even joined their Fuhrer in taking their own lives.  We left the film not just overcome by the unfathomable tragedy, but also utterly chilled at the impact one’s surroundings can have on otherwise sane minds.  It’s stunning to think about the impact one’s worldview, culture, and immediate relationships can have on one’s life. 

We can be poisoned to do unspeakable evil.

But we can be also inspired to do immeasurable good.

While the world that surrounds us today has little in common with Germany during the War years, we do find ourselves faced with the same conviction - that the worldview we choose to embrace makes a huge difference in our lives.

This is why I believe in the Church.

This is why I believe churches are so important to our lives.

This is why I believe that the redevelopment, restoration, and reigniting of the local church is our best and greatest hope for the world.

Since the beginning, Jesus’ followers gathered together on the weekly anniversary of His resurrection to worship, to learn, and to remind themselves of a worldview that is good for them and good for the world.  They formed this vital community, with Jesus in the middle, that served to remind them that the secret to life was not getting, but giving.  The Scriptures they read and the Sacraments they took, deeply shaped and formed them.  And so they went out, and they helped their neighbor, who helped their neighbor, who helped their neighbor - until this movement had an unprecedented impact on the world.

Of course, church is boring, it’s full of weird people, songs I don’t want to sing, and meeting at inconvenient times when I’d rather be doing something else.  We all have excuses for not committing to a faith community.  We all have a reason why the deepest impressions on our souls, week in and week out, are not coming from a church.  But if the story of Jesus is really the story we believe, is this how we want to treat our lives?  Is this how we want to treat the world?

For the sake of our souls, for the sake of everyone else’s, find a church, go to church.

We are profoundly shaped by the things that we choose to surround us.  Let’s surround ourselves with good.