the cheapness of christianese

i’ve recently learned that there’s this ideology that once you join a denomination, you’re supposed to be committed to them forever.

call me uncommitted or disloyal or whatever, but i can’t help myself. there’s a much broader perspective that i want to take. the body of Christ is universal. while we share different characteristics when it comes to culture and race, at our hearts we are children of God. i am committed to God, not a denomination. i want to love His people everywhere, for all their differences. we are a family.

many a time have i come to question things i once thought were “christian” (and this more lately than ever): things that were taught to me, passed from person to person because no one thought to actually read the Bible for what it says, rather than for what we want it to say. tradition has too easily trumped truth. all those cheap, “christian” cliches are so much easier to accept than the actual truth of God’s word. i am trying so hard to break myself from it. the lies of spiritual abuses have a way of tangling themselves within the roots of everything i am. when i yank them out, i feel like i’m tearing away a part of myself. they are so hard to identify sometimes.

i will never agree with every doctrine or interpretation of any denomination, but i’m having to train myself into not letting that separate me from other children of God. still, at the same time, i feel so distant from so many who call themselves Christians. i have a hard time understanding why they can’t think for themselves. how they so easily fall into fads and are so bigoted and argumentative. too often do i have to bite my tongue and look at myself before i criticize.

who am i to judge? i will never know it all. i will never be always right. but i will never stop growing, i will never stop seeking. what i think is right today, may end up being wrong tomorrow. and that’s ok! it’s ok to be wrong about spiritual things. what  i’ve learned is that i must be open to the changes God wants to make in me, even as it conflicts with my so-called identity.

i don’t know what i hope to take away from my little experiment, but i wondered at why i felt a bit of freedom and refreshment when i decided to take a step out of the box…


seek for yourself.

picket signs and bandwagons

i’m stepping out of my comfort zone. going outside the lines of denomination as i search for something…not quite sure what, or why. i just know that i’m tired of being so critical and always seeing things a certain way.

a judgmental spirit has been something i constantly struggle with. criticism saturated my environment growing up, so i have made a concerted effort in changing my perception of people, of ideals, of circumstances…of everything.

but i can’t help but notice how some Christians are so quick to debate, carry picket signs, jump on bandwagons, and follow the loudest voice, or the strongest movement…

i’ve had to be careful of trends. they’ve led me astray, and caused me to fall into false lines of thinking. it’s enough living in each moment and being faithful to the truth God has given us, and it’s enough realizing that you aren’t defined by the spotlighted stands you take, but by how you live day to day, moment to moment. you’re defined how you live in the drudgery, when no one is looking. that’s harder than taking any kind of so-called “stand.”

how can people come to really know Christ?

through a protest? by a sign saying, “accept Christ or die and burn in hell”? in a debate over the latest hot button issue? through tracts, bumper stickers or t-shirts?


people come to know Christ by people who are truly reflecting Him in their lives. Christ lived what He preached.
Christ did not condone sin, or deny it existed. He died in our place. He paid the penalty for it. but when people were armed and ready to condemn a sinner, He was quick to remind them to look within. He broke bread with the people the religious bunch condemned.

we are all broken. we all sin. as Christians, we should be more conscious of that than anyone. all of the love, grace and mercy that has been poured into us should be overflowing into every area of our lives.

i think people are more likely to hear you when you don’t say anything at all. live it.


who are you?