NOT In MY CHURCH or SHOULD WE???
Others
have put forth the question before about whether we'd let Jesus into
our churches in a lot of places today. I'm not talking about Him in the
sense of His being the eternal second person of the Trinity. I'm talking
about a homeless man with dirty feet (Luke 7:36-50). I'm talking about a
stranger from a different social group who asks you from a drink of
water (John 4:1-26). I'm talking about a wandering vagabond who makes
enemies everywhere He goes (Matthew 12:14, 15:12). I'm also talking
about the lame, the sick, the poor, the imprisoned, the hungry, the
helpless, for whatever we do for these, we do for Jesus (Matthew
25:31-46).
Would we let someone like this into our sanctuary?
Maybe not, because it would upset the established order. It would put a
crimp in someone's comfort zone if they found some stranger sitting in
their pew--THEIR pew!! It would disrupt the social harmony by allowing
someone outside our group to come in and make us have to reach out,
although we probably wouldn't bother to talk to them because they might
actually continue the conversation and make us late for Sunday lunch.
They might have needs that we'd feel obligated to meet. Maybe it's a
young single mother who needs help feeding her kids, but what do WE know
about helping someone like her? So we don't. Maybe it's someone who
just lost their job and heaven knows WE can't try to help them or else
they'll take advantage of us and we'll be so much worse off for it. So
we look the other way. Or maybe..
OH MY GOSH DID YOU SEE HOW THEY WERE
DRESSED? CAN YOU BELIEVE SOMEONE CAME TO CHURCH LOOKING LIKE THAT??? I
CAN'T BELIEVE SOMEONE WOULD COME TO CHURCH LOOKING LIKE THAT WHEN
EVERYONE ELSE IS SO DRESSED UP, AND THOSE PEOPLE HAD ON THOSE JEANS AND
T-SHIRTS THAT WERE ALL RAGGEDY AND STAINED AND FULL OF HOLES AND THEY
LOOK LIKE THEY MIGHT BE HOMELESS AND...
They look like Jesus.
We
become so preoccupied with what's on the outside, forgetting that it
counts for nothing (Matthew 23). We think it's so important to keep
things looking nice on the outside that we forget that on the inside we
like whitewashed tombs--full of dead men's bones. We lock out the people
who are like Jesus and lock ourselves inside to stand guard and keep
our spiritual country clubs from being invaded. We don't reach out to
those who are below us, because heaven forbid that we should end up in
their circumstances, that we should end up like them.
They are like Jesus.
These
people could take control of our congregations if we let them in and if
we start to become like them because we are CONGREGATING with them.
And with Jesus.
If
your congregation is dead, bury it. Because dead things stink. If your
congregation is insular and isolated and exclusive and bent on
protecting itself from those who aren't like you and who don't have the
things that you do, check your pulse, if you're still alive enough to do
so. You are turning away people just like Jesus because they aren't
just like you. And in doing so, you're slamming the door in Jesus' face.
I
know your deeds, that you are neither cold nor hot. I wish you were
either one or the other! So, because you are lukewarm -- neither hot nor
cold -- I am about to spit you out of my mouth. You say, 'I am rich; I
have acquired wealth and do not need a thing.' But you do not realize
that you are wretched, pitiful, poor, blind and naked. I counsel you to
buy from me gold refined in the fire, so you can become rich; and white
clothes to wear, so you can cover your shameful nakedness; and salve to
put on your eyes, so you can see. Those whom I love I rebuke and
discipline. So be earnest, and repent. Here I am! I stand at the door
and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in
and eat with him, and he with me. To him who overcomes, I will give the
right to sit with me on my throne, just as I overcame and sat down with
my Father on his throne. He who has an ear, let him hear what the Spirit
says to the churches. --Revelation 3:16-22
You might hear someone knocking at your door. Someone poor. Someone homeless. Someone abandoned.
What will you do if this is Jesus?
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