I’m going to start this with a quote from a conversation a I had with a friend yesterday. Here are his words:
“My biggest downfall is cliche, commercial Christianity. I hate it with a passion. I hate that it’s advertised strategically. I hate that people try to make it look good and trendy so someone else will follow the trend. I just don’t want any part of that. And i have yet to experience real Christianity outside of that.”
Couldn’t. Agree. More.
The surface level, gospel lacking movement that has been called Christianity by most Americans used to anger me. Now it saddens me. There are millions of spiritually dead, sin enslaved people wading throughout their lives with no real love for God, desire to know Him, or passion for His purposes; yet, because they’ve got their tie on straight and hair up high walking into church on Sunday, they think their on their merry way to heaven. When you ask them about their salvation, they assure you that was something they already took care of back in the day. There’s no urgency in their hearts to know God. There’s no fire in their bones for the things of God. They’re just so….. dead. But, they are of course Christian, because:
1) They prayed a prayer they didn’t even understand when they were 4.
2) They go to church almost semi-regularly.
3) They read the whole bible that one summer at youth camp.
4) They’re a registered republican.
5) They got baptized… twice.
So many people define their Christian life by what they do, but not by what Christ has done.
I’m not thinking of anyone in particular as I write this, but I feel as if I’m looking from about 40,000 foot view. America at large is spiritually dead. God isn’t the passion of these people’s lives….money, recognition, power and lust motivate the sickened hearts of the multitudes around us, even within the Church. They just cloak there selfish motives with the name of Jesus.
Almost every anti-religious, gospel-rejecting person I’ve ever talked to sees past the porcelain smile right into the cast-iron heart of the average American “Christian”. They see the self-righteousness. They see the pride. They see there’s no genuine care or concern. There’s just emptiness, nothingness, and death.
I say these things because I have many people who follow this blog who do not define themselves as Christians. To you, the unbeliever, I want to tell you that most of professing Christians in this country aren’t any better off than you are when it comes to their eternal security in Christ. I also want to assure you that the majority of the Christianity you see around you is a bogus, man-made, man-centered, circus. Don’t base your belief in Jesus simply on the religiosity of other people. Look to the Bible. Read it and take it in, for what it says, and shape your view of Jesus there.
Now that I’m done with all that negativity (bleh), I want to also say this: In the midst of the stampedes of judgmental, self-righteous “church folk”, there are also genuine and passionate lovers of Christ intermingled in the mix. They’re often not noticed, because of their humility. They’re often not rich, because of their sacrifice. You won’t see them picketing the streets with anti-gay signs, because they’re sharing the gospel with their gay friends at work. You won’t find them burning down abortion clinics, because they’re at home taking care of the baby they adopted from a 15 year-0ld teen.
These people, these Christians, aren’t just “saying the right things”. They aren’t just smiling on Sunday. They are out living what they believe… because their hearts have been so radically transformed by Jesus Christ.
“You will know them by their fruit”- Matthew 7:16