I have a desire to be true to who I am. I don't like the idea of pretending to be something I'm not. People should know the real me.
A lot of times we're inclined to be on our best behavior when we enter a church building for Sunday service. It's God's house, after all, and we are surrounded by (hopefully) godly people. It would be disrespectful to even look sinful there, right?
This is where I may differ from a lot of people. The real me is not a tidy, holy, sinless person with a big smile. The real me is a messed up sinner with concerns and confusion, and I'm usually not wielding a big goofy grin. There is something terribly fake about pretending to have it all together just because suddenly I'm in a church building. So when people see me on Sunday morning, they see me as I really am. A sinner needing a Savior. Mind you, I don't walk into the sanctuary cussing or shoving people aside. But if someone asked me if I ever swore, I'd admit that I do.
And why not be real with myself? After all, what is the function of the congregation of believers? Why do we meet together on Sundays? Yes, part of it is to worship God. But the other reason is to build each other up. In the Bible we are called to bear each others' burdens, share our weaknesses, and edify each other. God wants us to be real with each other. How can other Christians help you if you pretend that everything is going just right for you? Imagine if I wake up on Sunday morning and I hear something that makes me really sad. Then I go to church and, when asked how things are with me, I tell people all is grand. That, I believe, is hypocrisy. I'm a hypocrite in enough ways already. I'm not going to add to it by pretending to be perfect around the very people who God calls to help me work through my imperfection.
A lot of times we're inclined to be on our best behavior when we enter a church building for Sunday service. It's God's house, after all, and we are surrounded by (hopefully) godly people. It would be disrespectful to even look sinful there, right?
This is where I may differ from a lot of people. The real me is not a tidy, holy, sinless person with a big smile. The real me is a messed up sinner with concerns and confusion, and I'm usually not wielding a big goofy grin. There is something terribly fake about pretending to have it all together just because suddenly I'm in a church building. So when people see me on Sunday morning, they see me as I really am. A sinner needing a Savior. Mind you, I don't walk into the sanctuary cussing or shoving people aside. But if someone asked me if I ever swore, I'd admit that I do.
And why not be real with myself? After all, what is the function of the congregation of believers? Why do we meet together on Sundays? Yes, part of it is to worship God. But the other reason is to build each other up. In the Bible we are called to bear each others' burdens, share our weaknesses, and edify each other. God wants us to be real with each other. How can other Christians help you if you pretend that everything is going just right for you? Imagine if I wake up on Sunday morning and I hear something that makes me really sad. Then I go to church and, when asked how things are with me, I tell people all is grand. That, I believe, is hypocrisy. I'm a hypocrite in enough ways already. I'm not going to add to it by pretending to be perfect around the very people who God calls to help me work through my imperfection.
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