Church-going people are like everyone else. Some are very kind and some very cruel. Some are very loving and some very self-righteous. They are just people, but we tend to expect more of them because they wear the tag Christian.
If becoming a Christian is just ascribing to certain mental axioms and signing off on them, how could we possibly expect more? But if loving Jesus is about a new way of living, not just something to believe, and not just a club to join; then maybe the bar should be a little higher.
We all screw up, royally at times, and we need to be honest about it. Frankly, Christians act like their shit doesn’t stink, but I think when we are mean to others, or disenfranchise them, or when we are prideful or exclusive, then our shit out stinks everyone else’s because we are misrepresenting the very one whose name we carry with us. The church has enough to judge within their own parameters, without pointing their finger at others.
If we could move from piety to honesty and from pretension to safety; we would be healthier and more gracious individuals. We have to find a way to live somewhere between arrogance and guilt in the land of freedom and grace. Until we experience it, we will never grant it to others.
(This is an excerpt from my forthcoming book, An Irreligious Faith)