Uncoolness, Tolerance, and Christ's Bride - the Church


It is a great testimony to Christ’s grace when those who are diverse in race, occupation, age and gender are united in the same Lord.

I came to Christ in an uncool church.  Coming from the family of a tavern owner and never having been part of a church, it was strange to hear the way people spoke, how they dressed (the men wore suits and ties) and what they sang, including occasional songs in Swedish. I remember one sermon when the pastor talked about taverns being places of darkness and “dens of evil.” 

The intolerance toward taverns was pretty weird to me, since they were my favorite places to go as a kid. My dad owned a couple and serviced others with cigarette and pinball machines and jukeboxes, and sometimes I went with him. Everybody seemed nice; the men would let me shoot pool with them, and the barmaids would let me sit at the bar. Then, they would give me Hoody Korn-Kurls, Bireley’s orange soda pop, and incredibly good fried chicken. Right now, I would trade my Kindle Fire for Korn-Kurls and a Bireley’s orange—I mean, if I weren't an insulin dependent diabetic. Maybe on the New Earth . . .  

I didn't drink the Hamm’s beer or the Olympia that was in most people’s hands, nor was I offered it. But, I distinctly remember looking forward to turning 21 someday just so I could go to taverns legally! I’m not suggesting that was the loftiest of goals; I’m simply describing my background, and it didn't fit with my church.

Though the church was odd and uncool and a bit uninformed about people of the world (like my family), it did offer one thing that compensated for all its shortcomings. It told me something I had never heard anywhere else: the Gospel. The people there told me about Jesus. After eight months of attending the church, while reading my Bible one night, I came to faith in Christ. By then, I knew people who would teach me the Bible, give me good books to read, and help me grow in my faith. And when I got to know them, most of these church people were kind, loving, caring, and they desired that people (even those tavern people) would come to Jesus (and one day also learn to sing Swedish hymns).

I associated that church with Jesus. I knew it was Jesus who changed my life. I was His follower. As a result, when somebody at church was gruff and mean, it didn't shake my faith. My faith had never been in church people. From the beginning, my faith was in Jesus. When I learned something from the Bible, when somebody taught me something, the fact that he didn't think much of taverns didn't keep me from learning and growing closer to Christ. 

Years later, at the same church, I was a youth pastor. When I was 21 years old, I met a 19-year-old guy named Steve Keels. Steve had just come to Christ. He joined the college group I was teaching, and we spent many hours talking about God. Steve also came from a non-Christian home. His dad had been a professional baseball player and then a longshoreman. Like me, Steve didn't know what to make of the “ladies trio,” the “Singspirations,” the soloist who made the stained glass windows shake, and the guest speaker who spoke against rock music. But, he too grew in his faith and came to love that church as I did.

After some time, I was involved in a new church, and eventually Steve joined us. He and I are still part of that second church today. For both of us, the Swedish church and our present nondenominational church, where we've been for 35 years, are the only ones we've ever known. 

Though Steve and I were surrounded by a lot of kids who grew up in that Swedish church, over the years, many of those people have left church completely. Not just that original church, but “the church” in general. 

I find that the most severe critics of the church are those who grew up in it. Many of them have now left the church, and some seem proud to have done so. They like distancing themselves from “all those judgmental hypocrites,” and celebrate how amazingly tolerant they and their friends are. They are not very tolerant of Bible-believing churches, of course, but that’s different. If there is one thing they’re certain of, it’s that churches are uncool. And nobody wants to be uncool. 

Meanwhile, people like Steve and I who grew up outside of churches, in families without Christ, are not so quick to throw out the baby of Christ’s bride with the bathwater of uncoolness.

Recently I was asked to endorse a book written by a young man calling young people to (or back to) the local church. I suggested he add one point to his list of encouragements: Show to church people the same tolerance you advocate that church people show to the world. In fact, Scripture goes a step further. We are to do good to all men, but especially to the household of faith (Galatians 6:10). To show them tolerance is to do them good. You are family. Treat Christ’s people as family. 

People who haven’t left the church, but remain critical often fall into referring to church members as “they.” “Those church people are into doing this and not doing this. They preach at you and lay guilt on you and have music I don’t like. And they don’t do enough to help people.” But where is the “we”? Where is the “We don’t do enough to help people?" When the church you attend is “they,” your heart isn't there and your body won’t be there much longer.

I love it when young and old people are part of the same churches, showing each other grace and tolerance and speaking the truth, but doing so in love. I love it when the old are not shaking their heads in disapproval of the way the young dress, their jewelry and tattoos, the way they speak, and the songs they sing. I love it when the young are not rolling their eyes at the way older people dress, the way they speak, and the music they sing.

I have a suggestion for older people (apparently I am one now, according to my birth certificate, even though of course I am still cool :). How about we lead the way and show young people that the exclusiveness of salvation in Christ and believing God’s Word does not lead to condemnation and expecting others to dress and talk and act like us?  And young people, I call upon you to respect and learn from older people as Scripture commands us to do (Leviticus 19:32, Proverbs 20:29, 1 Timothy 5:1). 

A church is a gathering of people diverse in race, occupation, age and gender. When those who are already the same in these areas are united, it is not as great a testimony to Christ’s grace as when those who are very different are united in the same Lord.

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