The church is the body of Christ, not as a metaphor, but in reality. –Dietrich Bonhoeffer
I used to have high hopes for the church. Idealistic even. But a curious thing happened to me on the way to idealizing the church. I spent some time in it. And I became jaded. I suspect in this I am not alone.
The picture that is forming of my two-and-a-half decades of time spent with the people of God spread throughout Northern California, Southern California, the Deep South and the Great Northwest looks more like twisted burning wreckage than anything else. The wreckage has been largely relational in nature. The logical center of my soul has been pleading with me for years now to give up the ghost.
Who has the emotional reserves to stay invested in a community with so much capacity for harm? Who in their right mind would give themselves…
God could have left the resurrected Jesus on the Earth to continue to perform miracles or simply be a unique UN-aging individual that lives throughout time. Or he could have Jesus reappear to people every hundred years or so where he would perform a series of miracles.
You are probably thinking this is unrealistic or expecting too much. But I would have to ask if this kind of evidence was fine for Biblical times, why not now? Why the inconsistency? Why the desire to have people believe for not very convincing reasons when giving such reasons would be child’s play? If eternal damnation is on the line, any God that did not give sufficient evidence to convince reasonable people would be a moral monster.
“ Christians have become experts at subcontracting ministry — paying others to do the work for us. We outsource the love of Christ because it’s easier, faster, and still gives us the feeling of satisfaction and holiness.“
So this is not what I expected to happen just after a month ago when I started this blog. For those not reading between the lines, it’s been a bit of a eventful couple of weeks. I’m realising that I need to refocus my life on God, again, and desiring to give all of myself over to Him, again, for His purpose, plan and desires, rather than my own, again.
As such, I’ve been re-evaluating what I’m doing on here, and what I want to do with this blog. (more…)
Riiiiight…if I use or show humour (and if I look amused, wow) when we’re having an argument…well we’re having a whole lot more argument!
Other than that, I more or less agree. I mean, we have a child, and I think we’re closer and happier since he’s been along, albeit tired and busier. I don’t have a degree (despite several years of university…long story of an eternal student, in school or not), and I don’t work because I’m caring for our son. But I’ll agree with (I think) everything else. More sex = happier and more peaceful. I’d add that fighting is important (if we don’t fight we don’t sort out the issue we’re not fighting about, and it doesn’t get resolved) – and fighting ‘well’ is more important. I think we’re still happier, after more than two years, than before we were wed, but a kid definitely throws a strain. I think that we’re closer and happier since he’s been here, in spite of the added exhaustion, stress and reduced freedom (it’s a paradox, I know). Actually, I think it’s been all the tough experiences we’ve been through together, distance, waiting on visas, very different style families, churches and cultures…we’ve had to do the talking during the distance and working through the differences, that we’re the closer and stronger for it. And our faith, mainly God, and His grace. A lot of grace. And then some more.
How do you feel your experience of marriage compares to the graphic?