Saw a woman jogging in a t-shirt with that nifty little slogan. I thought it fitting (no pun intended) in that it perfectly describes the sentiment of far too many so-called Christians these days. Belong where? On Earth? In your home/workplace/church/school? Is it an elite club that only some may join? It is a stupid and potentially dangerous perspective to have and to foist upon youngsters in or out of church.
What happens if I believe but am plagued by doubts? Do I still “belong” , but in some kind of suspended saved state? If I double my tithe, can I belong again? What if I believe that Jesus was the son of God, but that I am as well? What if I believe that the Bible is chock full of contradictions and out-dated behavioral mandates? Can I skip selling my daughter into slavery but eschew shirts made of multiple fabrics? And if I do, will I still belong?
Bah. I’m on about this after hearing my daughter inform me that a certain youth pastor told his class that if they did not pay attention and remain silent for his lesson, God will judge them. I keep meeting people who treat our relationship with God as one of master/servant. This isn’t what I believe, yet, curiously, I still feel I belong.
That’s my Sunday rant.