Here’s the interesting thing to me
about where we’ve come, and I suspect where we’ve messed all this up.
From the Garden of Gethsemane, Jesus
prayed for us.
“My prayer is not for the world, but for those
you have given me, because they belong to you. All who are mine belong to you,
and you have given them to me, so they bring me glory. Now I am departing from
the world; they are staying in this world, but I am coming to you. Holy Father,
you have given me your name; now protect them by the power of your name so that
they will be united just as we are.”
So (we) will be united…
Get that?
Do you think, any of you, that we
got that right?
Look at social media in just the
past couple weeks. Still think we got that unity thing right? Oh, I admit that
many of the persons on Facebook are not in any way claiming to be Christians,
but many, many are. And they ain’t being anywhere close to unified. And they
ain’t trying to be unified. And both sides of every argument are darn sure the
other side has a box of squirrels in their head.
I love how those on one side of any
of the current cultural arguments reads something by someone on their side of
the argument, and I’m certainly referring to either side, and immediately they
say, “Must Read,” or “Well-thought-out argument” or any of another things that
are short hand for “I’m right. Told you.”
I read a well-thought-out argument a
day or so ago that pointed out that the church had always changed, back to
slavery, to women in the pulpit, to on and on and on and on we go. The writer,
a must read, said we are led by the Holy Spirit and that is how the early
church made changes all the way back to Acts 15.
Yeah.
I get that. I’m down with the
Jerusalem Conference. I got that in my Bible, too. Paul and his bud Barnabas
came from Antioch to report to the First Church of Jerusalem about the fact
Gentiles weren’t especially happy about having to convert to the Jewish law to
be what was being called Christian, which if you think about it makes about as
much since as a Croissant Hot Dog at Sonic.
After much harping and praying and
praying and harping, the Council decided on this:
“This letter is from the apostles
and elders, your brothers in Jerusalem. It is written to the Gentile believers
in Antioch, Syria, and Cilicia. Greetings!
“We understand
that some men from here have troubled you and upset you with their teaching,
but we did not send them! So we decided, having come to complete agreement, to
send you official representatives, along with our beloved Barnabas and Paul,
who have risked their lives for the name of our Lord Jesus Christ. We are
sending Judas and Silas to confirm what we have decided concerning your
question.
“For it seemed
good to the Holy Spirit and to us to lay no greater burden on you than these
few requirements: You must abstain from eating food offered to
idols, from consuming blood or the meat of strangled animals, and from sexual
immorality. If you do this, you will do well. Farewell.”
So at its very beginning, AT ITS
VERY BEGINNING, the church began to splinter and then seek council on who was
right.
Again, I get that.
Here’s my question though.
If both sides think they’re right,
but yet say this isn’t a question of the integrity of the scriptures, then why
on God’s good green earth do we insist that we can split denominations again
and again and again if Jesus prayed, PRAYED, that we be unified.
For we’re not talking interpretation
or translation or Holy Spirit over-rule, we are talking flat out He didn’t pray
it, didn’t say it, didn’t mean it, didn’t think it.
And if that’s the case, pack up the
blankets, shut up the cooler, get in the car and let’s leave on the last train
out of town.
I mean, among his last prayer words
spoken on earth were for us to be unified as He and His Father were unified,
and yet we don’t give a good grief about breaking that all to heck and back
because at the very least in part we’re so sure we’re right.
I include myself in that number,
much of the time.
I strongly suspect Jesus would have
rolled his (blue, of course) eyes at social media.
I’m afraid, however, that that cow
has left the barn. Putting Elsie back in there would been very hard at this
point. What do we then do?
We, I suspect, need to reflect, and
if we are so inclined to disagree, perhaps name-calling might need to be
eliminated. Perhaps we might decide not to have our feet so dug into the ground
that our heads wind up in the mud when a strong faith wind blows, and again,
I’m talking about all sides of all arguments.
But in the end, aren’t we better
living as Christians together than we could ever be apart? Can’t the things we
disagree about, even the validity and integrity of documents that were written
in languages most of us don’t read or speak in circumstances we can’t possibly
know about at this point since the writers have been dead for about a couple
thousand years, be discussed enough that we can agree that Jesus edited it all
down to a couple of sentences?
Oh, don’t remember that?
Jesus, the greatest newspaper editor
of all time, took thousand of pages of Old Testament and reduced it, before
Paul wrote like I do (long, long, long), to this: “Love the Lord your God with
all your heart, mind, soul and strength, and your neighbor as yourself.”
I guess that would just be too hard
to argue about, wouldn’t it?
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