Do you ever just grow weary of something? Just throw your hands up and say, “I’m tired of it”.
I know I do. Sometimes I am justified. Sometimes I am selfish. Sometimes I am just, well tired.
Well, I am tired of the lack of civility, honor and lingual responsibility shown by our Christian subculture of bloggers, tweeters and facebookers.
I am tired of reading another blogger attacking someone because they don’t agree with them.
I am tired of reading another tweet about how awful “the church” is from people who should be its biggest fans.
I am tired of seeing names thrown around by people who say they love Jesus about other people who say they love Jesus.
I am tired of seeing friends of mine called “Celebrity Pastors” by people who don’t know them, have never talked with them and simply don’t like the fact that they are funny and draw a crowd and said something stupid in a 30 second clip on youtube.
I am tired of there being such group think in our circles that if someone has an opinion and it does not match your opinion you get to roast them online personally and question their sanity, their love for God and their worth as a human.
One day, and I hope it will be soon, we will wake up and realize that the words we use are important, they are said about people who have spouses, children and church members who love them and google them often. Shame on us as a community that we fight in the public square like a hoard of middle school girls fighting over a one direction backstage pass. It’s embarrassing.
I say stupid things from the stage sometimes. I tweet stupid things sometimes. Praise God I am not “celebrity” enough in the eyes of the Christian Cannibal Culture to get a weekly review of those things in print.
When will it stop? When will the sides of the Christian subculture stop dueling like the gangs in the movie The Outsiders and just do what God has called you to do? I hope soon for the sake of the world.
There should be room to have intellectual discussions, disagree on orthodoxy or philosophy without attacking a person. Without throwing around strong words with weak forethought of their consequences.
You and I probably have some different beliefs. If we were the same there would not be a need for both of us. How about this, I won’t call you names and you don’t call me names and maybe just maybe they will know we are His disciples by our love for one another.