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A BRIEF HISTORY OF SCUM

thorough discussion of origins would be incomplete without a description of the debate between those who believe in some form of divinely-inspired creative process and those who attribute our existence to an evolutionary sequence of events driven by principles such as natural selection.so, it’s incomplete. give me a frickin’ break, people…

there was a time in the late 90’s when people like me attended a church called Corona Presbyterian Church in Denver. am i Presbyterian? no. do i drink Corona? sometimes. is that irrelevant? yes. the point is that i went to Corona for two reasons: tuesday night Bible study and Pastor Mike Sares on Tuesday nights we would meet at Corona (sometimes 4 of us, sometimes 20 of us) and have informal discussions about important topics such as God, life, cereal, movies, and which way the toilet paper roll is supposed to go. Mike did not lead the group and often wasn’t even there. but he knew us, cared about us, and envisioned a future for us.Mike would frequently bring up the idea of starting some sort of nighttime “church” for people who, for one reason or another, didn’t connect with Sunday morning services. a casual place where young people would feel at home – regardless of appearance. a place where people could learn about Christ. a place where everyone is welcomed and accepted as they are. a church for the left out.

when talking about what happened next, we usually say that Pastor Mike left Corona Presbyterian to start something new. however, a small but important detail is often omitted. for numerous reasons, Corona was downsizing its staff and Pastor Mike was asked to step down. publicly, it was announced that Mike was moving onward, but those who knew him well, understood that Mike was not actively choosing this path. he was canned. fired. perhaps calling it such is a bit much. but sitting through his ironic “farewell party”, knowing that its organizers had also organized his departure… that too was a bit much. we called it “the funeral”. little did we know what was destined to come. little did we know that Mike’s vision for reaching the rejected would be inspired by his own rejection. there’s some quote about rising from ashes – i don’t know exactly how it goes – but that is how Scum was born.

so we started meeting in Mike’s house, discussing how a church like this should be. eventually, we realized that we just needed to have faith, start meeting, and find out. instead of meeting to talk about the church, we just started having church. instead of a weeknight at Mike’s house, we met on a Sunday night at the Prodigal house. this was a renovated home, owned by a local non-profit, that let us meet in their first floor “coffee shop” which was little more than a living room and dining room combined. the first night included few more than those who were at Mike’s house. maybe fifteen of us. no hype. no advertising. just a few people trying to make a church happen and trusting that God could be as much a part of that as he was any other church.this was in february of the year 2000.

a lot has happened since then. Scum has not only grown in size, but changed. for better? for worse? mostly, for different. now in our third and largest building, we actually have chairs now. chairs in rows. crazy compared to cramming 120 people into a small house, breaking every fire code in the books. now there are even some empty chairs. when we started, people would show up and never even go inside. it was too crowded inside. though we’ve worked hard to change that, it demonstrates an important philosophy that we have at Scum. church is about relationships. it is about connecting with each other and with God and growing together. this doesn’t have to involve music or public speaking or formal prayers. these are important and often part of the process. but relationship is central. this can happen on the sidewalk in front of a church just as easily as it can inside its walls. just as easily as it can happen anywhere.

what does our future hold? will we stay in such a large building? how do we remain true to our initial calling yet allow for growth, change, progress? we trust that our Maker will continue to guide that which has always been out of our hands. and may none of us ever take any credit for this. not Pastor Mike. not the current staff. not those who were around “way back when”. not the new person with the refreshing new ideas. not me. not you. as our name implies, we are no better than anyone else. it is God, not us, who has made this happen.we are Scum of the Earth.

written by chris baker