Being Broken

One of the things I like so much about the Naked Pastor is his ability to wear his heart on his sleeve. I don’t have that ability. He talks openly and candidly about himself and his community. Based on his writings, they exhibit what the iMonk says about finding “the right church”. There is no right church

He links a lot of different ideas together there worth talking about. What he says about people being prone to depression finding themselves poured out into the Church in either emotional or intellectual is very true. I’ve never seen a doctor, but in the past I’ve felt that closing in at specific times in my life.

Being able to grow past “solving all the puzzles” and “finding the right church” is a big step. Allowing mystery, uncertainty, and failure a permanent place in your world is a necessary step. It was for me.

Committing to something imperfect is hard to do. But it is what you have to do. No church is perfect. These are broken people, it is a broken Church. I am still broken. But I’m committed to myself, aren’t I? Committing yourself to another person is hard. They are just as broken as you. Most marriages end in divorce these days, even in the Church. So, committing yourself to a church, way more than just one person, is incredibly hard to do. Especially when you expect perfection, when you expect no mysteries, no puzzles. Or you expect to figure out everyone, everyone’s mysteries or all the puzzles. It just is not going to happen.

We are all broken. And we need to realize that, and act accordingly