It was a simple conversation; comments in the beauty shop between myself, my beautician, and a man who is visiting various churches trying to find a church home. Not for the first time, I found myself being asked, ‘where do you go to church?’ After I responded came the next, not unexpected, question.What kind of church is it? (That’s usually how it’s put.) Therein, for me, lies a problem. Not the answer, but the question. If I’ve raised a few eyebrows, let me backtrack a bit for clarification.
Like many of you, I grew up in the traditional Church of Christ. I am, let me state here and now, very proud of my spiritual roots. I am in no way ashamed to belong to a church that bears the name of Christ. That being said, there are elements entangled in the midst of my roots that I now find myself, almost always, feeling the need to (for lack of a better term) apologize for.
Most of us – especially women – pay attention to labels. We want to know if a product is made by a reliable company. If it’s a garment, we like to know if it’s easy to care for. If it’s an appliance, we want to know if it has a good warranty. What are the specific functions it performs that meet our needs? So we read the labels. Labels are important.
All of us – whether we realize it or not – wear a label, perhaps more than one. Our labels aren’t tangible, nor are they always indicative of our true character. Our labels can be complimentary or degrading. As human beings, we seem to label others. He’s an ex-con. She’s a gossiper. He’s a womanizer. She’s a bar hopper. I do realize that in our present day culture it is important to know if there’s a sex offender or child molester in our neighborhood. So let me clarify that I’m not averse to labels when the safety of others is an issue. But, aside from those examples, labels can be hindering to either our own spiritual growth or that of others.
My growing up in church, while filled with many pleasant memories, was also steeped in legalism and traditionalism. I didn’t realize it then. At the time, my indoctrination, while grounded in truth, was lacking in the teaching of two specific elements; the work of the Spirit, and grace. (More on the latter in a bit.) What we in the Church of Christ were known for more than anything else was ‘you people believe you’re the only one’s going to heaven.’ That seemed to be our label. I’m sure most of you can relate.
Dear brothers and sisters, aren’t we blessed that such isn’t the case here at NPC! But, as ripples in a pond, that old label still haunts us. I believe it is that label, which has hindered – to a lesser or greater degree depending on where we’re from geographically – our effectiveness at drawing others closer to Jesus and bringing still others to Him. So, back to my original point.
When asked about my church I found myself, also not for the first time, offering a rapid and almost apologetic clarification. My next words after answering church of Christ were something like… ‘but it’s not like the churches of Christ you’re probably familiar with.’ After returning home from the beauty shop, this weighed heavily on my heart. After hearing several comments made in class this morning, I realize others feel the same or very similar concerns; overcoming that stigma in trying to bring others to Jesus. It’s a problem that disturbs me. A part of me almost feels the need to apologize for feeling the need to apologize. Almost. But not quite.
Being asked about NPC’s affiliation is, for me, a dreaded question. That dread stems from past experiences. Too many times in years past when I’ve given answer to the question of ‘what church do you go to’ I’ve seen the negative reactions. Whether the result of their own personal experience or the all too well known (and perhaps justified) stigma that churches of Christ believe anyone who claims affiliation elsewhere is lost and, further, should not be fellowshipped as brethren, the negative reactions have far outnumbered the positive. For many, their very body language speaks louder than words ever could.
I’ve learned in recent years that churches of Christ don’t have a corner on such elitist beliefs. However, we seem to be best known for it more so than any other church affiliation. Maybe we’ve been given a bad wrap. Sadly, maybe we’ve earned it.
Thankfully, that belief is no longer the case in many congregations of the churches of Christ. The old legalistic, staunchly traditional views do still firmly exist in some. But I am thankful for the way so many of us now hear and embrace the beautiful teaching of grace. Sorely lacking in my childhood and much of my adult life, it has become a welcomed and freeing part of my spiritual walk.
So… how does one move past feeling such (dare I say shame?) over the unfortunate stigma that we still seem to be labeled with? I believe there is only one answer. Jesus! Allen has stated more than once that his desire isn’t to convert anyone to church. His desire is to convert others to Jesus. I believe that’s why so many are drawn to NPC, and why they feel so welcomed and loved here. Far from perfect, we are a work in progress.
For now, I feel the need – a strong need – to shun the traditionalism of past years. I’m still uncomfortable with and leery of possible negative reactions to the label of ‘believing we’re the only ones who are right.’ As for our beauty shop conversation, it went well. There were no negative reactions. I find myself wondering, however, if the result would have been the same had I not quickly made my follow up comments in an almost apologetic tone. Should I, instead, have boldly stated, ‘we are a church of Christ,’ without feeling the need to expound on that statement? The truth is, I don’t want to wear the old label, and I can’t, in all honesty, pretend it doesn’t exist.
Jo Hardage