Sitting at my station today, a familiar face saunters in and asks how I am. I exchange the courteous ‘fine’. Then the familiar person asks, “So where are you going to church now,” to which I reply the name of the city. “Who is Your Pastor,” he then asks. I give reply. For a nanosecond, a pause.
“Does he know?”
You see, I am but three years on the other side of divorce. I wish now that it weren’t so. I would give my life to go back and undo things. I can’t, though.
The question, “Does He know,” asks if my Pastor and my church know my past sins. Yes. They do.
Is this how church is suppose to work? Are we to chase down people with the filth of their past so that we can ask, “Do they know”.
“Therefore there is now
no condemnation for those
who are in Christ Jesus.” (Romans 8:1, NASB)
My wrongs are my wrongs, as are my burning regrets. So are the wrongs of so many that sit outside the church, longing to be loved. Maybe for them it was a divorce, an angry moment, a job loss or bankruptcy. Do we beat them with their past, or do we lead them to the one who can redeem their past?
Church, let’s stop chasing people down with all their wrongs and show them instead the love of The ONE who can make all things new (Revelations 21:5).