I used to think Christianity was a religion full of rules and regulations, all designed to determine if you were a Good Christian or a Bad Christian. But all of that is wrong; none of it is in the Bible. All of that \u201cdo good, get good\u201d stuff is mere religiosity, cannibalized Christianity.<\/p>\n
The truth I am now embracing is revolutionary and, most importantly, is real: Christianity is not defined by how much I know but by how much I know I need Jesus Christ<\/em>. I learned this strange and beautiful truth in the most unlikely of places: my church.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Wrong thinking<\/strong><\/p>\n When I first accepted Jesus into the shipwreck of my life and into the shadows of my rebellious heart, I was told it might be a good idea to attend church services weekly.<\/p>\n I hated this idea. I despised the thought of becoming a regular church member, sitting in my cushioned pew while the preacher proclaimed \u201c101 Ways to Miss Out on God\u2019s Perfect Will.\u201d<\/p>\n I felt like I was part of some crazy social experiment. Every week I would move to the choreography of the congregation: sit and stand and praise and pray \u2014 with the same familiar strangers all around me.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Keeping salvation<\/strong><\/p>\n I smiled and made a good show of it at church, but all I really wanted to do was escape.<\/p>\n I figured that accepting Jesus as my Savior meant a whole lifetime of working to keep my salvation. Do good, and I\u2019ll get good. Do bad, and I\u2019m out. That sounded tiring to me, familiar as the ways of the world, and hardly worthy of worship.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Playing it safe<\/strong><\/p>\n I always thought being a Christian meant playing it safe so that you could avoid the Lake of Fire and live forever with Jesus. It seemed like pretty basic math to me: Faith in Jesus = no hell. Sounds good \u2014 sign me up for Faith in Jesus, please.<\/p>\n The problem with this kind of thinking is that it reduces Jesus to an equation, a formula, a little god in a music box. Playing it safe is fine if you\u2019re working toward an agenda of approval with someone. If you\u2019re in a religion, playing it safe is ideal. If you\u2019re in a relationship, playing it safe is an obstacle.<\/p>\n Real Jesus<\/strong><\/p>\n The biggest problem with this approach is that Jesus himself never played it safe.<\/p>\n Time and time again, Jesus got himself into trouble with the religious legalists and the ultra-superficial spiritual people of the time, the Pharisees. Usually He challenged them to demonstrate the love they professed \u2014 not just assent to it verbally but live it out as a reality.<\/p>\n Sometimes after Jesus spoke, people picked up rocks to throw at Him. He angered the ruling religious establishment so much that they nailed Him to a cross for His insistence on proclaiming the gospel of grace.<\/p>\n Jesus was not a wimp. He was revolutionary. He was a rebel. He was real<\/em>. He wants me to be real too.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Discomfort<\/strong><\/p>\n Even still, it took months before I made peace with my church. I felt incredibly uncomfortable being asked to stand up for a particular song or to close my eyes on command and pray or turn to the person next to me and shake hands as I introduced myself.<\/p>\n As I sat and listened to the weekend messages, I always ended up with more questions than answers. Did my inner turmoil show on the outside? Why did I feel so out of place, so disjointed and awkward as I walked with the body of Christ?<\/p>\n What would people think if they knew the real me? Could God still love me with all these doubts and fears? I worried that I wasn\u2019t being the Good Christian I was supposed to be.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Revelation in Romans<\/strong><\/p>\n Then, last week, my pastor preached on Romans 8. This chapter was there to remind me . . .<\/p>\n In Christ Jesus<\/em><\/p>\n No condemnation<\/em><\/p>\n My God has freed me<\/em><\/p>\n His Spirit in me<\/em><\/p>\n And nothing now<\/em><\/p>\n Can separate me<\/em><\/p>\n From the love<\/em><\/p>\n Forever found<\/em><\/p>\n In Christ Jesus.<\/em><\/p>\n <\/p>\n Beautiful freedom<\/strong><\/p>\n How amazing is His grace?<\/p>\n Well, according to these words, Jesus actually loves me (forever). Jesus has actually forgiven me (forever). And nothing can separate me from His love (forever).<\/p>\n This leads me to a beautiful freedom I never knew apart from Him: The more time I spend kneeling in awe before the mercy of God, the less time I spend judging those around me.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n New truth<\/strong><\/p>\n Hands raised, arms outstretched, singing sitting standing praying, I am surrounded by a sea of family, some confused like me, some worried like me, some desperate like me, all loved like me.<\/p>\n This is the truth I am now embracing: Christianity is not defined by how much I know, but by how much I know I need Jesus Christ. <\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" I used to think Christianity was a religion full of rules and regulations, all designed to determine if you were a Good Christian or a Bad Christian. But all of that is wrong; none of it is in the Bible. All of that \u201cdo good, get good\u201d stuff is mere religiosity, cannibalized Christianity. 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