Wednesday, July 9, 2008

Bono said in the song "one" :

Is it getting better, or do you feel the same?Will it make it easier on you, now you got someone to blame?You say one love, one life, when it's one need in the night.One love, we get to share it Leaves you baby if you don't care for it.Did I disappoint you or leave a bad taste in your mouth?You act like you never had love and you want me to go without.Well, it's too late tonight to drag the past out into the light.We're one, but we're not the same.We get to carry each other, carry each other... oneHave you come here for forgiveness, Have you come to raise the deadHave you come here to play Jesus to the lepers in your headDid I ask too much, more than a lotYou gave me nothing, now it's all I got.We're one, but we're not the same.Well, we hurt each other, then we do it again.You say love is a temple, love a higher lawLove is a temple, love the higher law.You ask me to enter, but then you make me crawlAnd I can't be holding on to what you got, when all you got is hurt.One love, one blood, one life, you got to do what you should.One life with each other: sisters, brothers.One life, but we're not the same.We get to carry each other, carry each other.One, one.

When I think of church I always see it as an outsider. I wasn’t born or bred into it…I was adopted late, and they always seemed to look at me like a freaky stepchild. Church folk still do.

So I complained and criticized; bitching and moaning about how stupid and insipid the whole institutional religion thing was.

Until I met Jesus words: “Make them one” and “I will build my church.”

And suddenly I realized two things. One was that he was praying for these nutty things, not as organizations but as an organism…a living thing. Something precious to him with all it’s flaws and silly misadventures. Secondly I suddenly realized that he was STILL building it. And If Jesus was cool to me, and becoming my mystical best friend…I ought to be with him helping him do what he loves to do…build [and rebuild over and over] the church.

And one day as I was working with him I suddenly had something happen [in the words of Bruce Almighty] I got to see her “through God’s eyes.” And that was the day I fell in love with this crazy thing called church. All kinds of churches. Like a garden full of different flowers, each unique in its own way.

Somebody reading this might say…ya, I think God is cool and all but the church is just…ugly. And I might agree, and then smile at you and hand you a paintbrush and say “let’s you and me, help Jesus make her beautiful again!” We all want a second chance, let’s give church the same thing on July 27th. After all NONE of us want to be hypocrites; let’s “carry each other” instead.



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