I’m starting to find that everyone’s Christian faith is utterly, uniquely different. Not so different on loving Jesus and loving people — but the way we wrestle through doctrine by strict academia or by poetic reflection, how we sing at the top of our lungs or in quiet osmosis, how some of us pray at sunrise in a pew or at three a.m. on a beach, how some of us are dying to journal or would rather die than journal, how our political tensions clash so broadly and brutally, how one forgives so quickly and the other is bitter indefinitely, how some of us are strong in faith or we’re faith-weaklings, how we each hold onto quirks like Bible translations and worship genres and preaching styles, how we like to gather in crowds of thousands or a group of a dozen.
When God gives you a command, He’s not telling you, “Don’t do this, and do this.” He’s not to trying to restrict your behavior - He’s trying to deepen and widen your joy. He’s saying, “This is reality and how I made things, and this is how things work. This is what is for your best. I have your best interests at heart. This is the way the universe was designed to be in perfect harmony.
Jesus is the friend of people who are willing to admit that they have problems. If we understand that we have issues, if we recognize that we have stuff we cannot conquer, then Jesus is near to us.
You don’t have to be good to be Jesus’s friend. You just have to be honest.