So many people have been introduced to the wrong God.
By this, I mean how often the God of the Bible, the Old and New Testaments, is often incorrectly portrayed by His own people. If I didn’t know better and judged God’s character by many Christians, I would think He is a bigot, a sadist, a racist, a sexist, anti-welfare, anti-intellect, anti-progress, anti-fun, anti-any country but the USA—in short, a lot of bad things that I think anyone would dislike. If God was like this, I wouldn’t like Him either, and I’m fairly certain any one in their right mind wouldn’t as well.
Hallelujah, God is not like this. I can’t explain why, but so many people who claim to be His children don’t know Him at all and then go around preaching about this Father about whom they have no idea. It’s so frustrating, as a Christian, to be labeled so many things based on the misdeeds and misknowledge of my fellow “believers,” and then for others to assume that God is like His people. It really ought to be the other way around: His people should mirror Him. The Creator, the one who crafted universe out of love, whose heart was broken when we decided not to love Him back, but giving us chance after chance to the point of giving Himself so that we may be reunited with Him once more.
But how can I explain that to all the people I know who have been wronged, burned, and shunned by so-called followers? I myself have been hurt by some in the Church, and the only reason I have remained unjaded is because I have known the true God all along. But I can’t transfer my relationship, and I don’t know how to adequately express who my God really is without sounding like a blind, unwise, Bible Belter. I am told to love Christ’s bride, the Church, of which I am part, but it is so hard when I love those the bride has damaged, those who have been introduced to the wrong God.
It breaks my heart. And I include myself in this. As one in the Church, I cannot separate myself from her misdeeds. I break my own heart regularly because I know I do not always portray my God honestly. But I want to, and I want my family and friends and loved ones to know the real Him.
I am terrified, though, that my witness will not be loud enough to drown out the voices of misguided believers.