Oh goodness, it is way too early. I have to be at the church at 7:30 to drive up to the Leadership Summit in Liberty, MO.
Recent thoughts: Chris and I are working on not being so cynical on everything – especially the church. It’s easy to see the flaws and marks we, as imperfect humans, put on her constantly. It’s easy to talk about what’s wrong and how we’re not doing this or that. It’s easy to look at the exceptions and imagine they just got lucky with how many people go there, or how they do things, or maybe they’ve gone too far with all that fancy stuff…
When you try and change your mindset, it’s so easy to see the difference between cynicism and pessimism and love. True, unadultered love. Christ loves his Bride. That love is one of the most exalted and desribed examples of love in the New Testament. Or, if you care to look at Song of Solomon as a metaphor for Christ’s love for the church as well as a romantic love, it would be pretty eximplified there too.
I look at the way Chris loves me. I wake up in the morning with humongous hair, a wrinkled Tshirt and bad breath. He’ll still gently kiss me and laugh (with love) at how big my hair is.
What is so wrong with us today that we (mysef included) can’t see the beauty that’s in front of us, even with all the imperfections we, ourselves, have caused? What’s so wrong with us that we’ve taken an American mindset to success and applied it to her, calling her ineffective or misguided because she’s not as lovely as a supermodel? Why do we pick a part the very heart of Christ?
