Finally, the day has come! It has been long enough, the election is over. Yet something restless lies in my heart. Not about the country, its politics, or the election, but about my future as someone serving God.
I have begun to see where people draw the line for fellowship. Maybe not intentionally, but the line is drawn nonetheless. The whole church is not always concerned about the pursuit of truth. It is sad to say, but the church parade's its knowledge of truth as a knowledge of ownership, a knowledge that exclusively belongs to her. This knowledge is stagnant, not progressing. I fear what will happen to me, whether or not I will remain faithful to truth, even if that means marching down a different path from the ones who led me along. What if I disagree greatly with my mentors and those who have invested in me? Do I just concede what I perceive truth to be, so that I will not ruffle anyone's feathers? I fear that I have seen people take a stand, a radical stand for what they thought was true. But after a while of standing on their own, of being outside of the theological and social norm, they caved into compromise.
I will pursue truth, because I believe that Jesus is truth. I will pursue it and know what precious little of it I can. I will stand alone if necessary so that truth can be proclaimed. I will be faithful. All of this will happen only by the grace of God. Only by my trusting in Him above all else.
It is my goal to read the people I am told I should disagree with. I want to hear their voice, not their accusers. I would rather disagree with the accuser, it is in my nature to be pretentious. I am sick of hearing false caricatures of "liberal" views. I am sick of being given a partial and biased knowledge against beliefs that stretch people. I am sick of much, I am sick of who I am becoming. But I know that it is only on the road of trials that I will become. In the end I wish to say that, I have known God.
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