I MUST re-blog this powerful piece penned by John Pavlovitz. These are words that our world must hear … over and over and over. Words that our world must let land in our heart …over and over and over. Lest we forget … over and over and over.
I’ve always thought that I was a Christian.
I’ve simply assumed that since I believed myself to be and strived to be, that this was enough. Though I’ve devoted my days to emulating Jesus and to reflecting his character in the world, this seems to have been a woefully errant path leading me far afield of righteousness.
Over recent years I’ve spent countless hours debating with those who contest my claims of faith; self-professed believers who debate my authenticity, my theology, my conduct, my motivations. They make dire assessments of both my moral worth and my eternal destination, chastising and condemning with great conviction.
It’s difficult to quantify just how much time and energy and mental bandwidth I’ve expended attempting to justify inclusion in their heavily fortified faith fraternity and to prove my personal spirituality valid and genuine in their eyes.
But these days I’m looking at what alleges to be Christianity in my country and I’m now almost certain…
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