Do you find it’s easier to excuse the sinners?
The ones that are so obviously lost. The weak and frail and feeble wounded. Motherless children raised not knowing any better. The abused who strikes out untrusting, trying at survival like a feral animal. The girl who never heard she was loved and looks for it in dim-lit rooms and soggy sheets. Is it easier to have compassion on one who is so obviously fallen? After all, God hung with the marginalized, the less thans, the untouchables.
I find that compassion is almost always easier on one who’s hurts are obvious and therefore their sin is expected. Because no matter what we claim of our sin being evident, most of us are prone to excusing our own and exposing others.
But what of the churchgoers? They are not supposed to be at enmity with God having made their peace in grace. And yet, the church finds within itself a mob of sin and sinners at every glance. The broken people seek a Messiah.
What does a welcome into a church mean? For the doors should be flung wide for sinners and seekers and souls. But when do we call them the church? At what point does grace call and they swoon under the extraordinary mercy of the Lord, seeing and knowing Him?
Preachers may count numbers of heads bowed at the altar, called forth to chant like sheep, cards filled out with boxes checked. 34 saved this Sunday morning. But I know that alter calls and prayers chanted can be less than nothing if the words don’t find purchase in the soul. Faith is after all about so much more than a mental assent and willingness to believe. It has muscle and movement when it’s real.
At what point do we confess and testify to Jesus not only as Savior but as Lord? Master. At what point do we count those boxes and see the fruit of those seeds?
How do we love each other with the infinite love of Jesus and not thrust each other on towards discipleship? For aren’t we called to not only receive but reflect?
I joined up with my usual Five Minute Friday Crew tonight and did a 5 minute write. If you want to write free for 5 minutes and link up, I encourage you to do so. It’s my favorite write of the week when I don’t worry if I’m getting it all just right ( I seriously hate editing, although I know it’s necessary most of the time.)
Her word this week is: Welcome and I am so glad she didn’t pick a word like Footie Pajamas cuz I would’ve been stumped to tie that in to #31days of Why Church.