Christianity Is Not for Everyone

Let’s face it, Christianity is not for everyone.

saintstickmanIf you’re a religious person who has made such huge strides in holiness that you deem grace a crutch for those still handicapped by sin, who can detect the faint applause of angels clapping their wings at your record of obedience, who has led such an exemplary life that you’ve landed a spot on heaven’s honor roll, then you’ll feel like you’re slumming in Christianity, for Jesus calls poor, miserable sinners, not those who sport homemade halos.

If you’ve clawed, rung by rung, up the ladder of life and now, kicked back on a pedestal of success, look down your nose on the masses of good-for-nothings who’ll never be your peers, then you’ll have no use for the God of failures who bled between lawbreakers.

If you’re strutting around with a trophy wife on your arm, chest puffed out as you eye the envy of your inferiors, and ever on the prowl for the next conquest in business or bed or boardroom, then the God who kisses the loser in the gutter will only disgust your elevated sensitivities.

If you’ve walled yourself in so you don’t have to rub shoulders with people that could use a helping hand, a shoulder to cry on, a handout now and then, a listening ear, a whispered prayer, then the God who calls us to love our neighbor as ourselves will seem hopelessly out of touch with your insulated life of self-sufficiency.

If you smile at the man in the mirror because by not smoking and drinking and womanizing and gambling and swearing, you’ve built up a moral bank account so fat with cash you could open a pawn shop of piety and lend out your righteousness to others, then you’ll be scandalized at the Father who sprints like a madman to throw his arms around the neck of the returning prodigal.

Yes, Christianity is not for everyone.

But if, rich or poor, you realize that your moral bank account is penniless, that you have no righteous riches to fill the wallets of others, much less God, then let me tell you about the God who, though he was rich, for your sake became poor, that he might enrich you with golden blood minted in divinity’s veins.

If your life is one screw-up after another, if your closets are so packed with skeletons that you’ve had to rent space at a storage facility for the overflow, if you’ve served time for your crimes, if you’re afraid the ceiling will collapse if you darken the doors of a church, then let me tell you about a Savior who went out of his way to hang with society’s pariahs so as to earn the nickname “friend of sinners.”

If you’re at the end of your rope, if the dark walls are closing in, if you’ve walked onto that bridge ten times with the goal of making a final dive into the black waters, then let me tell you about the God who knew that you were so important and so precious to him; who has such crazy, wild love for you; that he smiled at death and said, “Take me,” in order that he might take you in his arms, make you alive, and love you back into hope again.

If you’re lost and hurt and guilty and trapped and can’t seem to do a damn thing about it; if you’re basically happy with life but still feel a biting hunger within you that no earthly delight can satisfy; if you’re bored with your existence and keep thinking that there must be something else to life; if you’re straight or gay, divorced or married, addicted or clean, young or old; then Christianity is for you.

And Christianity is not a religion; it’s a person. It’s Jesus, the God of flesh and blood, who is looking at you even as you read these words, saying, “Come to me, all you who are weary and heavy laden, and I will give you rest. I forgave you before you even knew you needed forgiveness; died for you even before you were born; rose for you even before you knew you were dead and needed my life. I am your God—all yours— and you are my child—all mine.

That’s Christianity; it’s all gift, and that gift is Christ for you.

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christ alone coverWhat we need in our fragmented world, full of hurting people, is the love of Jesus Christ, who InfantPriestfrontcoverwelcomes home sinners with a grace that knows no bounds. My book Christ Alone: Meditations and Sermons, is packed with reflections that go that extra mile of grace. Again and again, they present the Christ who is crucified and risen for you. Please take a moment to check it out here. You may also be interested in my collections of hymns and poetry entitled, The Infant Priest, which you can purchase here. Both books are also available on Amazon, as is my booklet Why Lutherans Sing What They Sing (also on Kindle). Thank you for your prayers and support!

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9 thoughts on “Christianity Is Not for Everyone

  1. norma on said:

    Last main paragraph is priceless…as is grace!

  2. Reblogged this on Faithful Stewardship and commented:
    Well worth the read.

  3. Betty on said:

    Amen…..at least I want to say amen, but my halo got in the way as I was pointing to people who have judged me…. Still 3 fingers pointed back at me, so as we each should say…..ouch.

  4. Karen Reynolds on said:

    All are welcome. Many are called. Few are chosen. Holy Spirit, wake us up to our deep poverty of love. Reveal our need and open our eyes to see Jesus, the lover of our souls.

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  6. Dave on said:

    Grea article. What a Blessing!

  7. Great post Chad! I especially liked your point about “those who know their moral bank account is penniless.” Reminded me of Stott’s take on the beatitudes. Blessed are the spiritually poor (who know they lack the resources to get to righteousness), those who mourn (their spiritual poverty), those who are meek (who don’t act toward others as if the first two weren’t true), and blessed are those who hunger and thirst after what they truly need–which is outside of them, i.e. God’s righteousness. Great words Chad. I will share on social media. Thanks much, Dale

  8. Great article brother.I’ve been a christian for a long time.one Sunday in service a dear brother sat in front of me jhes a single dad and has two autistic children and has seven aii together.his life is hard.ashamed to admit his younger autistic daughter gets on my last nerve.she is all over the seats floor and is disruptive.Its not like me to fe-:-) ll this way about this child but I do.I was thinking to myself this kid is so irr’itating….Then the still small voice
    She may be irritating to you,but she’s the love of my life…repented immediately and cried the rest of service

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