The Cannibalistic Christian

When my brother and I were younger we would spend hours making a baseball field in our back yard. We imported the dirt from Grandpa’s yard, the best no money could buy. It may sound funny but it was a good little field which eventually had an outfield fence and base paths.

I can remember one memory more fondly than most about building this field. There was a time when I was particularly upset with my senior advisor of baseball field management. I usually didn’t retaliate much to the bossiness of my older brother, after all him being 21 months older than me did mean he was entitled to be the boss.  Even I, as the younger brother understood these rules. I had enough this time. So despite even my own efforts, I destroyed the pitchers mound that was sculpted by the finest dirt Grandpa’s yard had to offer. I wasn’t sure why I had done such a thing at the time, it didn’t really make sense for me to destroy something that I had worked for just as hard as he had. But nonetheless, I knew it would bring him down so I was willing to sacrifice my own efforts in order to prove a point to him.

We do the same thing as Christians ( if you tear little boys baseball fields down there will be a special place in the eternal incinerator for you). But really, don’t we do the same thing? Instead of joining hearts and minds to accomplish the few commands that God has asked us to, we would rather stay separated from each other in hopes that our church grows faster than yours. And sometimes in the worst of cases we cannibalize each other.

We tear at the fabric of each others beliefs and pick out all of the weaknesses that we can find in one another until the process is complete in many times on public display. And it leaves us disembodied. We are no longer a part of something larger and greater than ourselves when this happens. We are our own captain, with a reckless regard of others spiritual well being.  It’s amazing how we are so willing to throw others to the sharks while both of our feet our seemingly planted in the sinkhole we are making for ourselves. If there is one command that Christians do not apply on a daily basis it is to NOT pull the stick from a fellow believers eye when we have a redwood in our own. I’m sure that last sentence offended some of you. But for what reason? Did it offend you because you are sincerely trying to extend grace to your fellow brothers and my lack of consideration to those who are really trying was offensive?  Or is it because I caught you?

I’m guessing it was the latter. Why, because this blog post is about me.

I am a cannibalistic Christian.

I just can’t help myself. I know that it will hurt the ones I intend on destroying but ultimatelyI I will end up destroying myself. But it’s become a lifestyle. I know it’s not right to countinue living this way but I’m not sure if I can live another way. I enjoy feasting on the ones who have more wrong with themselves than I do. Really?! I would be willing to stay this way if it wasn’t for something offered by Christ.

GRACE. If I believe in a love that covers all sin and I am willing to accept that grace. I am willing to accept it on the premise that even though I have made a horrible mistake that my sin will not only be coverd but that my destruction of a group of people can be restored. The grace that is availbe to us is the same grace that we should make availbale to All everyday.

I hope that we , I, can return to a place of life instead of death. I intend on not only encouraging myself to maintian this type of life but ot drag as many others  as I can with me.

It is my wish for old things to pass away and that all things be made new. Grace and peace be with you as you begin or continue your walk with the Savior of the universe.