I was recently asked by a friend, “Why don’t we have any crosses hanging in our church buildings?” This is not the first time this question has been asked. This is the answer I always give;
The movie started at 12:01 last night. I had been waiting with anticiaption for two years to see Michael Bay’s next installment of Transformers. I didn’t grow up with the toys, I just like good movies. I like good stories told well. The first movie was an optimal example of a good and fun movie. What I saw last night transformed my anticiaption into disappointment.
Here is the point, subjectivity can never win over objectivity. It IS all about what “IS”. Threatening to sound like a country song, don’t say you love me if you don’t. Don’t say you want what is best if you don’t. Don’t say you are trying harder if you don’t. Words matter and words that do not correspond to the reality they are projecting misdirect and miscommunicate.
The church is supposed to be the beacon of light to people wandering in the darkness with bloody thumbs and chagrinned foreheads. While the world screams, “there must be a better way,” the church is to be declaring, “We have a better way.”
