Squarely within our cheering and jeering, I firmly believe that we’ve completely missed the fact that our prayers for such matters are misguided at best, and may in fact even be idolatrous.
What I wanted to write about, then, was my own personal observations from my time “behind the curtain”, as it were. There are a lot of old traditions and longstanding institutions that need closer scrutiny, and there’s a lot of decisions being made with good intentions but poor destinations…
Loving those we aren’t close to is sometimes easier than loving the ones we know intimately. Maybe that’s why Jesus specifically addresses it.
Your job as a church leader may seem daunting. But you have one of the most beautiful callings known to mankind. You get to constantly and consistently remind people about the freedom they have in the forgiveness and sacrifice of a loving Savior who has promised to return one day.
Scholars and historians, Christian or not, all agree that there was a man named Jesus, and that He was put to death on a cross. There’s nothing in there for me to hope for. And my hope can’t simply be in salvation, because that’s something I already have. My hope, then, must be in something I haven’t yet experienced. Or, more specifically, something that hasn’t yet occurred.
And yet, we insist on leaving Jesus on the cross. A place where that hope can’t even begin to take root.
My attempt at being whole-hearted, vulnerable, open, and transparent. This is who I am at the core. This is what drives me.