Back to Church

Sometimes it feels like I'm one of the only Americans who still likes going to church. It feels like church isn't PC. And if it is PC to you, I might not want to go to your church.

I don't blame the millions of you who are no longer showing up to worship alongside misogynistic, unjust, deceptive liars in echo chambers. I don't really want to be a part of that crowd either.

What I do want is to find fellow followers of Jesus, the God-man who actually cares about people and meets them where they are—broken and needy, overwhelmed and sad, full of potential and joyful creativity. That Jesus is the one I love. He is the generous giver, the faithful provider, the protector of the weak while small and gentle Himself. When I am with Him and His people who love Him I am reminded again of His goodness, something I can easily forget living in a harsh world.

Unsplash photo cred: Toa Heftiba