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God's Ugly, Broken, Beautiful Church

Being a mid-twenties, lifelong Christian is a funny thing. We’ve waded through the weak theology and emotional highs of youth groups. We’ve forged and fought our way through college, which stretched and tested and renewed our faith in both spiritual and academic ways.

But this mid-twenties thing is so much harder. Youth group is gone. College ministry is over. Church isn’t handed to me on a silver platter, just a ride away with my parents or a walk across the quad with my best friends. It’s harder now. And it feels like everywhere I turn, the Church (with a capital “c”) is hated, distrusted, over-trusted, mocked, angry, sad, naive, unforgiving, judgmental. Broken (with a capital “b”). It’s all of the sudden really cool to love Jesus but hate the Church.

In a lot of ways, I still feel like a spiritual infant—and perhaps I will always be. I tend to be quick to anger, slow to listen. I rise up on my theological high horse, repeating the arguments of people I trust more than taking the time to formulate my own ideas on really complicated things. Thinking about those complicated things is a scary exercise. The Church has been really ugly in the past. The Church is really ugly today.

But the Church is also beautiful, ordained and beloved by the Creator.

I see the ugly. I see the hypocrisy and the politics and the judgment. But I choose to see grace. I choose to see mercy. I choose to stay in the Church, to ask hard questions and to think about complicated things. I choose because I love my God, I love my church—and I love the Church.

When I’m outside the walls of our sweet little church, with its whitewashed exterior and bright red doors, it’s really hard to believe. My world is full of questions, temptations, adversaries—things that make me forget the truth of Gospel grace and just how much I am beloved by my Creator, who sees my ugly. My hypocrisy. My judgment and fear. And He loves me anyway. Who am I to do anything different?

But when I step inside those bright doors, it’s easy to believe. When our voices swell as one and my eyes glisten with tears like stars, it’s easy to believe. When I feel the presence of the Lord dwelling among His faithful servants, it feels like all is right in the world, for just a few minutes. Because it is.

Church isn’t easy. Church doesn’t hold all the answers. But it works for me because it helps me to forget me and focus on something bigger, better and more beautiful.

Our pastor said something that I just can’t get over. It is ringing through my head, convicting and encouraging me at the same time. He was talking about praise, which in many ways is a vital spiritual discipline. We praise because of the joy of the Gospel. And he said, “The joy of the Gospel is going to war against your fears and self-absorption.” I’m letting it fight for me. I’m letting it win. And I can’t do that alone.

So on Sunday mornings, we fight out of bed. We get to church a few minutes late. And then we praise together with a room full of strangers who have become friends, and friends who have become family, and we are knit and bound and promised to each other to death and past death. And that is why Church is still necessary. And beautiful.

“And let us consider how to stir up one another to love and good works, not neglecting to meet together, as is the habit of some, but encouraging one another, and all the more as you see the Day drawing near.” (Hebrews 10:24-25, ESV)

Melanie Rainer is a Nashville-based twentysomething stumbling through life and faith. She is working on her master's degree at Covenant Theological Seminary and blogs not-quite-often-enough at www.melanierainer.wordpress.com.

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fctorino commented…

I did not grow up in the United States' church like most of you. But as a pastor's son I had my own trials. Yet, I went to church because I felt incredibly safe in Jesus' presence in spite of turmoil at home. Moreover, I grieve with many of you since the church has failed you miserably. The American Evangelical and other Mainstream Churches have lost the concept of community, a material quality still so effervescent among the Catholics at Taiz and among the Quakers. Perhaps the trick is to, as Melanie Rainer has stated, start moving among strangers so that we can call each other brother and sister. Does this have to happen within the four walls of a church? I doubt it. Perhaps, the time has come to abandon the church building and spread out into neighborhoods to break bread, drink wine, and pass the peace in Jesus' name.

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fctorino commented…

Thank you Jenny J. I agree. "He's so Amazing out here in the 'Wild'".

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Tyler Vance commented…

Good article...my struggle is the fact that I don't think that we are called to just settle within the messiness. How do we strive to surpass the ugliness of the church and let the church be the beautiful that we see in Acts?

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Fduke52 commented…

We are His people and His people are the church and He told us to meet together regularly, so we need a meeting place where we can gather together in His name and experience His Grace and HIs Mercy. How many of us are willing to make the committment to meet regularly every week in a park in the heat of summer or the freezing cold of winter - how much easier it is to meet in a building which can be cooled or heated as needed, to enable us to keep our minds focused on the Lord. When we meet together in His name for prayer and worship, it is then that He strengthens us and enables us to go out in His name. When we meet together in His name Christ is with us and empowers us to do the Father's Will and to go.out into our neighbourhoods to share in His name, we can't do it on our own if we try we fail. Yes God's Holy Spirit is with us at all times but if we aren't in regular fellowship with other believers we fail God and ourselves by not allowing God to fully empower us to do His. Let's face it sometimes it is still hard to get out of bed on a cold winter morning to meet in a Church building which is nice and warm, we have to make that choice to get up and go to experience God's Grace, His Love and His Mercy, and to allow Him to work in us and empower us. I choose to go and be a part of His church each week meeting in a building where I can focus on God.

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MMitchell commented…

Well said, Melanie. You made yourself get out of bed one more Sunday morning and you went to church, listening with your heart. When you heard the pastor say that the joy of the gospel will war against your fears and your self-absorption, you knew you'd heard something you needed to hear. That's what happens when we sit in a worship service, willing to listen. God sends a sermon for us. Or a song. Or a word of encouragement from another worshiper. God does mean for us to worship together regularly with our brothers and sisters in Christ. While breaking bread with the homeless is worth doing (as one fellow commented here in the well, comment section), and gathering together to share coffee is also worthwhile, nothing takes the place of worshiping God together every week and waiting expectantly for God to fill the worshipers with His Holy Spirit like fire. And, if we listen, really listen, to the sermon being preached, we will hear something God wants us to learn, just as you did, Melanie.

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