note: I recently played comment catch up, I’m not online much so I’m not very good at responding in a timely manner.
I suppose you could be really deep as you slowly lift your steaming mug of tea and say “No one is ever truly honest.” However, there are at times on this blog I’ve wanted to share more of myself and my beliefs/opinions/ideas – but I relented. I didn’t share not because of deep psychological reasons subconsciously holding me back…
I relented because Christians can be some of the most touchy people on the planet. I think our reputation is that we’re the most easily offended and outraged group of people in America. (Yes, I’m painting with a broad brush, but I’m certainly not implying all Christians. And don’t worry, I’m not referencing any of my readers, this isn’t a back-handed passive aggressive tirade.)
But really, there are some issues I’d like to discuss on the blog – but I worry. You see, it seems that all it takes is speculating one doctrine, disagreeing with one political notion or throwing around a controversial idea and you’re cut off. I feel like I have to be really sensitive in Christian circles to not step on any toes, and to walk the party line – never offending anybody. You step on that invisible line and the huge security system goes off and you’re surrounded by the church SWAT Team.
If you’ve read this blog for any length of time you may now I’m a more progressively leaning Christian – but I don’t express that much in my local church. You never know when you’ll push that one button. One wrong move and you’re out – they’ll pounce and chew you up before throwing you under the next bus that comes by. Yesterday at the very end of my post I referenced some emergent thinkers, and for some that alone would kick me out of their camp, even their figurative family of believers.
Of course we all acknowledge that this violates the very essence of what followers of Jesus are to be – grace filled people. It’s crazy how far we’ve gotten from this. But ultimately I’m sometimes guilty of this sin: “Oh, he’s one of those….”
Here’s the thing: when I survey the churches I’ve been in the last few years, though we all hold individual beliefs and ideas – we’re pretty darn similar. And yet somehow Jews and Gentiles were able to stand one another and their enormous differences, and merge into one family – one body, even.
When we skim over geographical names in the New Testament letters, we’re not aware of the monumental cultural differences the first Christians were overcoming in calling each other brother and sister.
So, rather than making this post simply a rant about particular, picky Christians – I’ll conclude by committing to not shut down when I encounter those people (for me, its probably fundamentalists, for fundamentalists its probably me). Feel free to join me in the comments section in your own commitment (no, this is not the first Charlie’s Church of Christ alter call looking for commitments – you don’t have to raise your hand on come down front).
So, do you share my fear of being real among Christians? Do you sense that same witch-hunt atmosphere? What can we do to change it?