On Christian Unity: When we’re not one big happy church
On Christian Unity: When we’re not one big happy church
Around the globe, churches are observing the Week of Prayer for Christian Unity. Growing up, when I would hear about this week or other calls for unity among churches, it was often with despair at the fact that there were so many different denominations. If only those differences might go away and we could all be one big, happy church.
Over the years my thoughts around “unity” have shifted. I no longer see it as a call for those who are being brought together to be morphed into one thing with no differences. In fact, I think the unity is stronger when the parts are able to be truly authentic and honest about who they are.
It’s similar to my union with my spouse, Jeff. We did not cease to have our different strengths, weaknesses, interests, and so forth when we were married. In fact, our union is strongest when we find ways to listen deeply to that which we view differently, learn from one another, and allow one another to grow in our various interest and areas. It also means that there are times that I know I need to look to Jeff to take the lead or problem-solve because of what he brings to the family and there are times where he looks to me for leadership and problem-solving because of my gifts. Our union is also strongest when we listen deeply to one another, not just for each other’s greater qualities, but also the things that bring us pain, the things we struggle with, and those places of brokenness.
This week is also the week where we came together as a community to celebrate and listen to the call from the Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. Growing up as a child in the ’80s, this day was often marked with hearing about MLK’s “I Have a Dream” speech and then a call to be “color blind,” a call many well-meaning Christians heeded. Then, in high school while serving on the National Board of the Lutheran Youth Organization, we went through an anti-racism training during our time together. During one of the exercises, I was standing next to my friend “Nick,” who happened to be African-American.. We stood in a line holding hands and then when different statements were read about our experiences in the world we either took a step forward or backwards. Soon, I was reaching to hold even just a finger of Nick’s hand. Eventually we had to fully separate; by the end of the exercise we had a giant space between us. In debriefing the exercise I heard Nick’s frustration with the concept of people being color blind. He said when someone talks about being “color blind” because everyone is God’s child, what he hears is that they don’t want to fully see him. They don’t want to hear the truth about his experiences. They don’t want to see the unique gifts he brings. They don’t want to see the brokenness and pain that he struggles with especially as an African-American man living in the United States. They try to wipe away the whole truth of his life.
This moment was one of the hardest and most important moments in my life. It helped me realize how much I had to learn and the lens of privilege I viewed the world around me with. What also happened is that my friendship with Nick and our conversations about all kinds of things were deeper, more honest, and more authentic. Because we were willing to name those differences, our unity was stronger. We could celebrate the ways the diversity brought depth and a variety of gifts to the table. We could also be honest about the struggles and brokenness of the systems of sin that challenged the call of God for community around us and within our relationships. We could work on engaging those issues because they were named.
My prayer this week as we strive for unity in our churches, on our campus, in our community, and in our world is that we will work for it with tools of deep listening, authenticity, humbleness, and leaving space to hear God’s call for how we walk together. When I look at the various denominations in the world today I now see the variety of ways that God is willing to come down and connect with God’s people. After all, some like to praise God with the music of drums, others want space for contemplation, and others connect in a space filled with organ music. I also see that all denominations are filled with fallible human beings. Therefore, I know that people have been hurt and let down in churches of all denominations. How are we honest about the gift and brokenness of our own denominations and open to what others offer? How do we listen and learn from one another about what God is up to? How do we listen for God’s voice in each other to help us see the places where we need to examine ourselves? How do we open ourselves to seek understanding of others’ experiences? How do we acknowledge that which is broken and has hurt our neighbor so we can begin to work together for a better way forward? May we pray for unity that doesn’t ignore the fullness of one another, but instead brings depth through authentic and honest sharing with each other.
Jan. 23, 2019
- Archives of Devotional Writings from our Pastoral Staff
- “Some Lent!”
- (Your vocation here) of people
- A Point of Privilege
- A season of anticipation
- Advent = Hope
- All will be well
- Are we willing to cross the road for one another?
- Better Together
- Can we learn to be happy?
- Carrying the COVID Cross
- Come and See
- Did Jesus really suffer?
- Doing without in a life of plenty
- Don’t miss this moment
- Exiles with Vision
- Fear not!
- Feeling at Home
- Finding Purpose in the Journey
- Finding Words for Times Like These
- Forgiving others – and ourselves
- Getting ahead with Jesus
- Getting down on Jesus’ level
- Have yourself a merry little Christmas — somehow
- Holy Week and Taking Out the Trash
- Holy Week: The aid station late in the semester
- Hopes & Dreams vs Life in the Wilderness
- How glad we’ll be if it’s so
- I almost slipped
- In a time of uncertainty, these things are certain
- In praise of plans B … C … D …
- In Praise of Skeptical Disciples
- In the midst of grief, God will bring life
- Is there such a thing as being too forgiving?
- It’s a Three Day Weekend!
- It’s In the Bag
- It’s What’s Happening
- Killing off our future selves
- Lessons in fire building
- Let us work for real wellness in our communities
- Life Is a Highway
- Lilies and leaves and whatever else is beautiful
- Living in the Present
- O Lord, you know I hate buttermilk
- Of Fear and Failure
- On Christian Unity: When we’re not one big happy church
- On the Bucket List
- Pray and Let God Worry
- Preparing for the world to be turned rightside up
- Recovering from an Epic Fail
- Reformation calls for examination
- Remembering among the forgetful
- Seeing beauty in brokenness
- Signs of Love
- Starting Small
- Still in the storm
- Taking a Break from the Relentless
- Talking ourselves into it
- Thankfulness leads to joyfulness
- The Art of Holy Week
- The Funny Business of Forgiveness
- The Greatest of These is Love
- The Magi: Exemplars of Faith and Learning
- The Power of Small Conversations
- The Power of Taking a Sabbath
- The Spiritual Gift of Hindsight
- This can’t be done alone
- To be known
- You will be in our prayers this summer of 2020
- Ventures of which we cannot see the ending
- We had hoped
- What do you do with your anger?
- What is your base reality?
- What to do after you find your voice
- What to do on the day after
- What we know and what we don’t know
- When bad things happen
- When joy and sadness live together
- When the promise of resurrection is hard to believe
- When you offer up your broken cup
- Where God will be found
- Where is the good shepherd carrying you?
- Wilderness Journeys
- Year-end time management: Keeping the main thing the main thing
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