As I began constructing this post in my head, the following lyrics sprang to mind:
sung to BINGO:
“My friend Johnny has a blog
And Smulo is his name-o
S M U LO
S M U LO
S M U LO
And Smulo is his name-o”
I hope from the bottom of my pea-pickin’ little heart that he will forgive me that travesty. 😉
He does have a blog and a fine one it is … fine enough that I read it and comment on it regularly. John has the singular pleasure of having served in ministry for more than several years in Australia and is now in California. So he is fortunate that his perspective on the church has some broader horizons than many of us. One of the very best things about his blog is that he focusses on nurturing conversations with and among the commenters on his posts. He manages on his blog to engage in community in a manner that I’ve yet to experience anywhere else in the blog-o-sphere.
He has a recent post entitled Emerging Liberals? and in it he asks questions about the labels “emerging” and “Emergent.” They are good questions. I began answering them in the comments. Some of my answers opened old wounds from my CLB. Strange that.I realized as I attempted to answer some of his questions that I am not comfortable wearing the “emerging” hat. While it is the tent of Christianity to which I most closely belong these days, I do not exactly feel as though I belong there. With the exception of age, I fit all the distinctives. But … really … I want to be an evangelical. I liked that. To be sure there is plenty wrong with the evangelical arm of Christ’s body (I’d make a list, but that would be uncharitable), but there is a lot that is right about it too. It’s where I grew up. It’s like saying that I’m no longer a “Naylor” because I’m married.
There are certain distinctives about being an evangelical Christian that are important to me. I’d like to still live in that tent. But for the most part, they won’t have me there. I’m too different from the rest of the crew. And I refuse to equate conformity with unity. So I’ve been doing some thinking the last couple of days about why I don’t fit anymore. Why don’t I just suck it up and go back if it’s so dang important to me?
Well, there are a couple of reasons. The first is this that I can’t be who I am and be in an evangelical church. Well, I haven’t found an evangelical church in my area where this is so. It may be that the crush of southern suburbia has created a church culture which is not healthy.
The second is almost more important. It is that the evangelical church, the Religious Right, and conservatives in general, have (over the past decade or so) more and more been defining themselves not by what they stand for, but by what they are against. And what they are against has narrowed their world into ever more restrictive borders. When I talk to Christians anymore I don’t hear what they are for, I hear about what they are taking a stand against. What they are defending against. It’s all in the negative. There’s nothing positive about that.
Well, the last time I checked the gospel was supposed to bring “Good News.” So when are we going to talk about what we’re FOR. When will the evangelical church talk about the good news they are bringing the world? It’s time to stand and have something worth fighting FOR. Let’s smile and bring in the Light … the Light that came to us 2000 years ago. Merry Christmas.