In my first day of teaching in a new school, a student once
asked me “Are you a Christian?" She had googled my name and found it
referenced a few times with various church-related organizations. At that time
I answered, “It depends on what YOU think a Christian is. I may be, I may
not.”
I don’t know that there is another single word that carries
so much baggage in our culture today. And more baggage keeps getting piled on
lately. The media and pop culture have taken the lead in defining how
Christianity is perceived.
As Professor Hall points out in his book Why Christian?,
it is important to distinguish between causes and reasons when answering this
question. The “cause” of my Christianity, like Professor Hall’s, is that I was
born into a Christian home, a predominantly Christian society, and was raised in
a Christian church.
As a teenager I became aware that the Christianity being
practiced in my environment was nothing more than a simple moralistic. I saw
the disconnect between what people professed and what they did. If that was
Christianity, it was pretty shallow. And white, Protestant, middle class, and
preferably Scandinavian.
So I stopped going to church. The place was filled with
hypocrites anyway. But what I could not stop was the spiritual hunger. I had to
feed my spirit and the language of Christianity was all I knew. So I read and
took classes, and read some more and actively started cultivating friends who
were of different [or had no] faith traditions.
And found that there were many who shared the same
frustrations as I had.
When I finally returned to church, it was less about causes
than reasons. One reason was that I connected the dots and realized that the people
who were simple moralists to my teenage eyes, were actually people struggling on
their own journey with some of the same questions I was. Some succeeding and
some failing. Just as I was. I could continue to struggle and learn on my own
or I could struggle and learn together in a community.
I am a Christian for many reasons, reasons that are
probably not foolproof nor are they above debate, but those reasons carry and
comfort me, help me make sense of my life and my relationships, and nourish my
spirit. I am flawed and struggling, but
my eyes and heart are open. I try to live what I profess.
Now I would answer my student’s question this way – “Yes, I
am a Christian and hopefully you will see what a Christian is by what I do.” Now I can help define what a Christian
is to those around me. And I ask God to help me.
Amen.
Paul S.
Thank you for sharing your story. I also left the church in college, frustrated with its failures and weaknesses. As I moved to different states and countries, I found that God was the only constant--and for all its shortfalls and weaknesses, that the Christian church consistently provides me a family, a place to be human, and something that points me toward God.
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