Class started the morning as we discussed the issues with today's popular potato chips. 0 grams of trans fat? I think not. Made with real cheese? As opposed to...?
Once we were hungry and feeling quite unhealthy, we discussed the idea that maybe we relate more to potato chips than we realize.
How often is it that I come to church with this plastic idea of who I am? Hmmm, every Sunday? Not that I lead some secret Mafia life, or, unbeknownst to y'all, sell kittens in an underground scam downtown, but I'm never quite myself. I once heard that church was the last resort. The church was to be a place where sinners met together and helped each other, encouraged each other. That we are to go into all the world and preach there, and that is our number one goal. Not to put on our holiday pins and ballgowns and pretend that our life is perfect. How is anyone supposed to be comfortable with us when we look like people from The Stepford Wives?
How awesome, truly awesome, would it be if we could be real with each other? That for once, when someone asked how I'm doing, I could say "not so great" if that is the case, and receive condolences. That the mortar keeping the place together was nothing but love and compassion because we don't deserve it, but need it. That when someone feels God, truly feels Him during worship, we wouldn't look at that person as weird, or not right. How is that not right?
Instead, I put on my pantyhose (which I have always despised I might add) and say "I'm good, how are you?"
Revelation 3:16-22:
"16 But since you are like lukewarm water, neither hot nor cold, I will spit you out of my mouth! 17 You say, ‘I am rich. I have everything I want. I don’t need a thing!’ And you don’t realize that you are wretched and miserable and poor and blind and naked. 18 So I advise you to buy gold from me—gold that has been purified by fire. Then you will be rich. Also buy white garments from me so you will not be shamed by your nakedness, and ointment for your eyes so you will be able to see. 19 I correct and discipline everyone I love. So be diligent and turn from your indifference.
20 “Look! I stand at the door and knock. If you hear my voice and open the door, I will come in, and we will share a meal together as friends. 21 Those who are victorious will sit with me on my throne, just as I was victorious and sat with my Father on his throne.
22 “Anyone with ears to hear must listen to the Spirit and understand what he is saying to the churches.”
Christ was speaking to the CHURCH at Laodicea. His own chosen people were rejecting Him, yet they were Christians...
With me, I hate to say, "My life sucks right now. And you?" It is mostly with a strange mixture of pride and helplessness.
ReplyDeleteHonestly, I have lost trust in people.