Like you, I read several online papers, I keep track of social media. I even subscribe to 3 email alerts each day for news items with the words, “church,” “pastor,” and “faith.” I understand the brokenness of the world. And I understand the limitations of the church. But it seems like something else has happened. We have built a system of faith that is making me tired.
So, on this December 20th morning, at 4 a.m. I confess: I’m getting a little tired of the Christianity we have constructed.
- I’m tired of a Christianity that believes in the kingdoms of this world to solve the world’s issues.
- I’m tired of a Christianity that relegates Jesus to the corner of our existence, instead of being Lord of all.
- I’m tired of a Christianity that offers tricks, tips and strategies for improving our lot, rather than leading others to the Jesus who comes to bring life.
- I’m tired of a Christianity that snipes at itself instead of learning to submit to one another for the sake of reconciliation.
- I’m tired of a Christianity that allows anger to motivate a call to justice, instead of love.
- I’m tired of a Christianity that is not distinct from the world in its words and ways.
- I’m tired of a Christianity that is not engaged enough with the world and doesn’t hear its questions.
- I’m tired of a Christianity that explains away the hard things Jesus said, instead of wrestling with them with open hearts.
- I’m tired of a Christianity that doesn’t look for the miraculous, but trusts in the mechanical.
- I’m tired of a Christianity that Jesus isn’t invited into and depended upon to lead.
I confess, I’m a co-conspirator. I’ve helped build this Christianity. I’ve chased human dreams sanctified by holy words. It makes me sad and tired. We’ve traded away our birthright for a pot of stew.
I’m not tired of Jesus. I don’t think we make a big enough deal over him.
I’m not tired of the community Jesus started, the church. I love her and have big hopes for her.
I’m not tired of serving. I want to serve those Jesus loves and died to give life to.
Maybe Christmas is a good time to admit we’re tired and from there we can seek a quiet, humble, and prayerful way back to His path. I think there we will find rest.
What are you tired of? Is there a way back?
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