It was a beautiful morning as I awoke to beautiful weather. Immediately after breakfast I decided to take a walk around my neighborhood and soak up some sunlight and the cool breeze and find myself taking advantage of the moment to worship God in my heart.
But as I returned home, I was faced with a sad news. Not of my situation, but rather a situation of someone else that is close to me. Thinking deep into the situation, it all comes to the very same problem and that is the brokenness of the Christian community in New York City. People are placing their hopes in the wrong thing and even as confessing Christians that place their trust in every other thing apart from God.
New York City does not understand what it is to be in discipleship. Christians are still living for themselves in ways that are in no way different from those outside of the church. Christians are still fending for themselves, and only does whatever that is within convenience. The body of believers is such that only seeks comfort but does not give comfort; the body is one that celebrates thrills and excitement from each other but avoids each other's agonies and sufferings.
The church talks community but plays it like a burden that invades self-interests. Christians still live a life that protects themselves, not from harm, but from sharing another's burdens. Because we ether think that our personal concerns are much bigger than others, or that we just want to be comfortable.
I have come to feel ashamed on behalf of believers who wants to confess to be followers of Christ but does little nothing to convey it... and we wonder why it is so hard to minister to people in New York City...
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