Everywhere I turn there it is. Christian!
It’s an adjective, a verb, and a noun.
It’s claimed by over 40,000 different denominations.
It’s used by groups who love, groups who serve, groups who condemn, and groups who hate.
The word in itself seems wholly inadequate. It no longer clearly upholds the ideals of a group of people humbly serving others in a quest to live out the kingdom of God. It’s lost it’s significance. “Christian” no longer seems humble, meek, and life affirming. It is political, powerful, and judgmental. Even those groups who band together in an attempt to reclaim the true nature of “Christian” do so with fervor and a narrow minded idealism.
I struggle to find a new definition of who I am and what I believe in order to distance myself from this definition and presupposition that tends to create more angst in the world than ever before. I don’t want to be guilty of hypocrisy by association any more than a chef wishes to be categorized as a glutton for creating good food. Yet, I cannot find my way down this new path without stumbling upon the roadblock of misguided truth. The narrow path is not tread that easily.
You cannot distance yourself from the broad path while still claiming faith in Jesus Christ. Then how do I return to a philosophy of life which exemplifies a life spelled out simply in parables 2000 years ago? Those simple spiritual truths of love, joy, peace, long-suffering, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control. Why does it have to be more complicated than that?
Does the commodity that is Christianity need to die away entirely in order for a revival of it’s purest ideals to truly be realized?
But what can you replace it with?
Can it be replaced?