Keep Choosing Church
There is this struggle that can be so hard to say out loud. At the same time, it is often easily said online — just how disappointed you are in the church. In your church. And we say harsh words, blame the church for the hurt. Sometimes rightly, I am not saying that.
But rarely do I hear anyone say, let’s keep choosing church.
A few years back, I went through the hardest time. I was used and abused. I was in sin. And as it all unraveled, I carried the guilt of someone else. I took the hard fall because it was easier to blame me than to blame them. And it hurt. For months. My own sin hurt, too, like it always does. But going to church just hurt.
Still I kept going, every week, even though it meant coming home absolutely exhausted and crying. And honestly? It was worth it.
And I want you to know that, friend. Because we need to keep choosing church, today and every day. Mostly because I think that is what Jesus would have wanted for us.
Maybe you were hurt, too. Maybe you were wronged, maybe you were abused and used. Or maybe you raised your voice to speak out a concern but there was no one to listen. Maybe gossip spread faster than light, taking your reputation amongst everything else.
It hurts. I know that. But that shouldn’t keep you from going to church.
We are all fallen, messy people living in a broken world. So we do what fallen, messy people do. We look out only for our own benefit. We choose ourselves before others, and place ourselves in front of others. That isn’t reason to give up on church, though.
You Gain So Much From Church
Sometimes it can be hard to reconcile what you had imagined the perfect church would be like, with what happened. And I get that. What we tend to forget, though, is that church can grow, too. It can move forward. Yes, things went wrong and you got hurt. Probably so many others did too. And no, not all things are perfect right now either. But that doesn’t mean that growth is not happening.
So it might be hard right now. I know that. But still keep choosing Jesus. And keep choosing church as well. Maybe they did what was wrong. Maybe what you did, how you reacted was wrong. Or maybe how they treated you wasn’t right. Still choose church. Still choose to believe there are better days ahead — but also give the better days a chance.
As I look back on what has happened at my church over all these years, I can only say I am glad I didn’t leave. Because I have gained so much. I have a family that is not blood related but we are bound by the blood of Christ. We are in this together — broken together, helping and growing and loving and watching out for one another.
So I get come broken and wrecked, knowing I am still loved. Knowing I am still accepted because really, which one of us is not broken at all? And I wouldn’t know this if I had left. I wouldn’t have seen the beauty of forgiveness and grace. I wouldn’t be able to extend such forgiveness and grace myself.
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