Hey Church!

Hey church! Yes, I’m speaking to you! And me. And those leading our local churches. If we are indeed the church, then:

“Don’t speak to me about your religion; first show it to me in how you treat other people.

Still shooting your wounded? STOP! Not sure if your church is still target practicing on their “sinful” members? Ask one who has been victim of their attack. But you’re not the one doing the shooting? Wrong. You are guilty by association.

Don’t tell me how much you love your God; show me in how much you love all his children.

ALL of His children. That includes those living lifestyles different from yours. How would you handle something as sensitive as this? Thank you Pastor Hybels for giving us a Godly example.

Don’t preach to me your passion for your faith; teach me through your compassion for your neighbors.

Stop the finger pointing. Judgement is HIS, not yours. We are called to love. Don’t tell me about your compassion….show me.

In the end, I’m not as interested in what you have to tell or sell as I am in how you choose to live and give.

Hang around the church long enough, and you’ll get hurt…it’s inevitable. We can all agree that as long as fallible people attend, and fallible leaders lead, dissapointment will follow. This reality has rendered many of our local churches LAZY. When the church is critizied, the mantra is often – “Yes, we know we have a long way to go, but after all, we are all human.” (insert cheesy Sunday morning church smile here).

OK, this century old excuse has been well established. Now what?

I’m just crazy enough to believe that you and I can make a difference in our local churches. People are hurting, and many are members of your own congregation. If they hurt long enough, you’ll never see them again….they will fade into the fabric of our dying world. And shame on you. Shame on me. Stop judging and start loving….not just lip service love. A real, compassionate, selfless, all inclusive kind of love. Unless of course, if you are without sin then be sure to bring your own stones to the party.

After all, who in the HELL are we to judge?

* The above embolden statement was spoken by Cory Booker, Mayor of Newark, NJ.

P.S. – Sorry for the edgy vent….I can’t keep it inside anymore…

Hey Church!

Ughhhh…The Church

Yes Justin, this does resonate with me more intensely than I wished it did.  Thank you (I think) for sharing this.

How baffling you are, oh Church, and yet how I love you!

How you have made me suffer, and yet how much I owe you!

I should like to see you destroyed, and yet I need your presence.

You have given me so much scandal and yet you have made me understand sanctity.

I have seen nothing in the world more devoted to obscurity, more compromised, more false, and I have touched nothing more pure, more generous, more beautiful. How often I have wanted to shut the doors of my soul in your face, and how often I have prayed to die in the safety of your arms.

No, I cannot free myself from you, because I am you, although not completely.

And where should I go?

—From The God Who Comes by Carlo Carretto


Ughhhh…The Church