Recently an Englishman told me, “It’s hard for me to believe you’re a Christian, because I don’t feel like you’re judging me right now.” My heart sank to hear such a clearly defined, universal opinion on what Christians do so well: judge.
I don’t blame him for forming this conclusion. I grew up attending church and managed to misunderstand grace for many years – thinking communication of rights and wrongs was the primary function of Christianity.
An old song popped up on my iPod yesterday while walking to get Blake at school. The lyrics communicate so well the thoughts that came to mind when my new friend commented on Christians being known more for regulations and less for their love of Jesus.
“Saving the World” by Clay Crosse
So many preachers
So many churches and denominations
Got their opinions and their documents
And statements and beliefs and sometimes
There’s a miscommunication
And we complicate the truth
And convolute the story
But as far as I recall
I do believe it all
Chorus:
Comes down to a man dying on a cross
Saving the world
Rising from the dead
Doing what He said He would do
Loving everyone He saw
When it’s said and done it all
Comes down to a man dying on a cross
Saving the world
It isn’t a secret
And maybe I’m being simple minded
But it’s about Jesus and a way, a truth, a life
That can change a heart and a soul forever
And we need to be reminded
It’s the power of the blood
That brings us to redemption
We can rise above the fall
And the reason for it all
chorus

