In church I learned…
…how to be a “good Christian.”
…that there is no such thing as a “good Christian.”
…what it’s like to be rejected by others.
…what it’s like to be accepted by others.
…to be self-righteous.
…to be humble.
…that “spare the rod spoils the child” means to spank your kids.
…that “spare the rod spoils the child” means to gently prod, coach and correct.
…what genuine hate looks like.
…what genuine love looks like.
…how to hate people that are different from me.
…how to embrace people that are different from me.
…how to fight with my sister.
…how to not fight with my sister (actually, I didn’t learn this in church, I learned it at home and not until about age 29 and I only added this for a little levity).
…to follow the rules.
…it’s not about rules.
…to hide my flaws and put on a mask of perfection.
…to be transparent and be okay with my imperfections.
…to be narrow-minded.
…to be open-minded.
What I learned in church is that church is real life. You go in thinking it will be something beyond that, but it isn’t. It’s full of people. Flawed people. The best churches are the ones that admit they’re flawed, and accept you with all your flaws. Beware of the ones that present themselves as shiny and perfect and expect you to be that way too.
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