We want to hope that life can be better than this. So when my pastor mentioned in brevity that “we don’t want a church filled with nice people,” I remember being completely stumped and caught off guard.
People who are willing to turn the other cheek and go out of their way to be like the good Samaritan. I want to be surrounded by people who forgive 70 x 7 (Matt 18:22) and love me as themselves (Mark 12:31). Sign me up—I like that kind of church! One where my pannies never get in a wad due to the uncomfortableness of my own sin. A place where I don’t wiggle in my seat due to sin’s prickliness. If it were up to me, I would error on the side of a grace filled church with no mention of evil, Satan, or hell. But…that’s not the gospel. My pastor reminded me of that full well.
A side that cannot tolerate sin and it is with this side that I find myself wrestling. Was Jesus nice?
In Matthew 21:12-13, we see Jesus overturning the money-changer’s tables. He could not tolerate the sinfulness of man. They were using God’s temple for financial gain and had parted ways with it being a place of worship. Sin tore Him up. And, sin should cause us to react the same.
“Tremble and do not sin; when you are on your beds, search your hearts and be silent.” Psalm 4:4
My closest, life-time friends are those who haven’t always been nice. They are also the friends who loved me well. They have not been afraid to confront the sinfulness they saw in my life. Although I did not like being told the error of my own ways, I am forever grateful for them setting my feet on solid ground.