The Horrible Christians Who Used to Be My Friends
I recently read about a pastor who received an award for doing good works in his community. His efforts certainly sounded praiseworthy and the award provided the pastor an opportunity to speak about the work he was doing. What an opportunity to tell the church's story! It struck me as odd, then, when he used the first half of his speech to describe why the Christians among which he was reared were utter failures as people of faith. At the very least, it struck me as an awkward, ungracious moment. It certainly didn't contribute to whatever point he was trying to make. I think that it is also symptomatic of a kind of sickness - or emotional bondage - that infects the household of God. It is common to read essays by Christians who frame their arguments like this: “I grew up in a denomination that …” or “I was raised among Christians who …” or “I used to belong to a church that …” Instead of simply stating what the authors stand for and why – or what they disagree with and why ...