So rather than revel in (and gossip about) the failures of others, it seems that we should be honest about our own. We then might have an opportunity to point to Jesus as the one who accepts us as we are.
While driving to work this morning a version of “It Hurts Me Too” came on the radio. As I considered the lyrics, I saw a parallel to Scripture that I had not seen before.
If we did a better job of “one anothering” those outside the church, perhaps those on the outside would see less of our failures and more of Jesus.
The struggle I have is that the church can be just as unthinking and un-engaged as the people the author describes in the article. In the church, we have real answers to real questions, but too often the church is the last place where people feel comfortable asking those questions.
I find it ironic that Donnie McClurkin, a black man, was uninvited to perform at a civil rights concert because he acknowledged his ex-gay status.
While I enjoyed touring the churches, my visits were a mixed bag for me. For example, one of the more disconcerting things that I encountered was a commemortive to Charles Darwin in Westminster Abbey. I hope that I will not offend anyone when I say this, but for me Westminster Abbey was more museum than house of worship. I was awed by the rich history of England as I toured, but little about what I saw around me pointed me to worship of God