The beauty of memes on social media is their brevity. A world of truth can be shared in a few words. These three below sum up the enduring lessons I and my family have learned in the last few years. The brutality of our times is mirrored in what passes for Christianity. The real thing is mostly found away from nice real estate with the label “church” on the sign and various and sundry parachurch ministries.
The bigger something gets, the less humanity and kindness shows up and the less of Jesus you will find. Corruption sets in to the machine. People get ground to bits in the gears and nobody cares. The cowards hunker down and look away. Naked opportunism replaces sacrificial service and love is never the motivation, unless we’re talking about love of self.
It’s a choice to join the ambitious and the shiny people, or to show up in someone’s life who can’t do anything for you. It’s a choice to value people and remember those who are in pain or to hit the gas and pass them by on the superhighway of Christian “ministry.” But just remember that if you do hit the gas, you can’t know the Jesus who stopped when a suffering person called out. You are serving someone and something else.