Recently, God showed me that it’s time to let go of bitterness against the church.
I didn’t even know that I was harboring a bitter root until He showed me.
When I wrote about my identity crisis in the church here, I wrote that I am not looking for the perfect church. “I’m really not.” I said, “I just want to find a place that feels like home. A place where I can freely worship, learn about Jesus, and connect with other believers.”
So when a friend invited me to her church’s women’s group I went.
Why not? I’m giving all churches a try at this point.
When I got in the lobby, it was loud. I mean l-o-u-d. I couldn’t hear anything anyone was saying. I was getting over a cold after vacationing in New York City, so I could barely squeak out a sound let alone shout over the crowd. I thought things would improve once we went into the sanctuary.
Then the light show happened.
They pretty much lost me once the lights started dancing, swirling, and making a mess in the auditorium. Or maybe — that’s because I felt like a giant mess inside. For the life of me, I couldn’t get my mind to focus or calm down. I was so distracted.
In my heart I was asking questions like, “Is Jesus even here?” “Would He even approve of this light show?”
I left early.
When I got home I was so angry that I couldn’t stop shaking. It was like the damn of my emotions broke. I broke. I was so tired of feeling left out of church, of not being invited to share the stage of ministry. I mean — God called me to be an author and speaker. And then nothing. Crickets. I’ve written about this many times. Feeling like my dream died. “What kind of a God would stand back and watch a dream — a good dream, for ministry and impact — fall apart?” (Phil Vischer). I went to bed hoping things my mind would clear up in the morning. It didn’t. The next morning, I opened up my Kindle App on my iPhone, and read these words from Experiencing God Day by Day.
“Make every effort to live in peace with everyone and to be holy; without holiness no one will see the Lord. See to it that no one falls short of the grace of God and that no bitter root grows up to cause trouble and defile many” (Hebrews 12:14-15, NIV).
A trouble maker.
God was calling me out. That’s what I am and have been in the past. It seems like whenever I go through a season of job, ministry, friend, or church transition — my temptation is to bad mouth, gossip, slander, and say whatever it is I need to say to justify why I am moving on. It’s never my fault, of course. It’s always his or hers or theirs.
Source: Crosswalk | Renee Fisher, Devotional Diva