Finding Jesus In The Muck
I’ve found a bunch of perverts, thieves, and greedy liars in no small number.
In an extraordinary development, I’ve also found Jesus.
I haven’t found explanations for why He allows such to happen in His house, but I have found Him.
I found Him again in the past week as I slogged through another religious sewer.
I found Him in dozens of people who were laying it all down for their friends.
I found Him in people who cared more about righteousness and truth than their leaders did.
I found Him in those same people who ran themselves ragged helping each other find freedom and hope outside of a cult.
They opened up their hearts and homes, gave away their time and money, and supported each other in the most “biblical” ways possible.
They sought and gave forgiveness and built a community on top of the ashes of the one that burned down.
They personified Jesus and the real church He came to build.
Some of you have been shaken in your faith…that is completely understandable.
You’ve been through hell.
People who claimed to represent Jesus have injured your souls.
I would only say (very gently) that you are now seeing the real Jesus in the actions and hearts of your fellow survivors.
It’s going to take a long time to heal.
Take all the time you need…the real Jesus is patient.
I would also say thank you.
You all have encouraged and inspired me more than you’ll ever know.
I get a little shaky myself sometimes…
God bless each and every one of you.