Can you?

Can you?

I think it was about 3  years aggo, I was sitting in church group, about 15 people in a living room. All of them good friends having a good time on a weekly basis. The host invited some friends from another country, verry kind Christian people. We shared stories, prayed for one another, gave prophecies and so on. A verry typical afternoon at a homechurch.
I had been involved in this homechurch for a few years at that point, and it was pretty much the first one I settled down. Life was getting back on track after all the near traumatic madness that is “becoming a christian”.
I was talking to one of the people visiting, and I told him about how frustrated I was beeing single. Everybody around my age seemed to find someone, life just hapened to them. For me everything stood still. My social life had died and as I was still freaking out from all the spiritual encounters, some more genuine then others. And finding a girl just wasn’t hapening. I was set on finding that christian girl of my dreams,…but then what…al the girls I met in christian cirkels were so…churchy…and pardon my choise of words…but also a bit boring. And God forbid I’d date a non Christian, or that was the idea at the time atleast.
The man smiled and told me of a woman he knows. She recieved a prophecy that she would meet her husband in the near future…everybody was excited for this too happen. It took longer then she hoped and in time she went back to her old boyfriend…an alcoholic.
The man telling me this story wanted to make a point, that I should wait. Having an empty bed is not as bad as missing out on God’s promisses. And that is an excellent point btw.
However I said something about her, that I can say about all these people:

The Minister of the gospel who gets caught walking out of a topless bar.

Or that other minister who got caught doing drugs and involved in sex scandals.

The teenager who stops going to church because he’s bored and goes partying.

The church janitor who turns out has a flask on him all the time.

That group of youngsters that uses foul language behind their parents their backs.

That wel reputed Pastor who has a private porn collection he tries to hide.

The many church goers that try to hide their porn collection.

That born again Christian who kept selling drugs for a while.

That young church goer, who liked to get drunk after work for a while, just to deal with the stress.

And the woman who despite having recieved a prophecy about her future husband still settling for that other man.

“Can you blame her?”

The man was slightly suprised I said that and eventhough he said he couldn’t he still was making a strong case that was leaning the other way.

It took a while, but I’m learning that I can’t. I can’t in good concience blame any of these people as much as it would feel right to some of you. In fact I’m even going to try to not complain about any of it either. We all have our wounds that need tending, and for whatever reason that lies beyond our capabilities to understand, sometimes God doesn’t show up where, when and how we want him too. And you can throw any scripture you want at me now…there’s plenty of people that have been prayed over in Jesus name still sitting in wheelchairs. I don’t claim to know why that is…it just is sadly.

We live in a broken world that has been cut of from glory. And we’re all looking for that little something to get us through this life. When I think of a God who humbled himself so he could be one of us…I can’t help but think how much more he must understand our desperate ways.

Dear fellow worshippers of the one God, dear followers of Christ, brothers and sisters.
Lets not fool ourselves and others, because we wouldn’t perform any better wearing these people their shoe’s. We all need Jesus his grace.

(btw most of the people I named are real, ofcourse I left out their names out of respect. Some of them are made up stereotypes, just to mask the real ones even more. I’ll take one mask of partially, some of these people are me)

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