Rubble, Dust, Bricks

“I love Jesus.

Desperately.

But... for a while now... I’ve disliked the church.

Like... a lot.

So I guess this is the story of me figuring out why... and where to go from there.”

These are the first 34 words on the preface page of a collection of writings that may one day turn into a book. It’s a project I go to in spurts... I add to it... and then I put it down and leave it be for a bit.

It’s complicated and messy and full of wondering and wandering and questions and pondering. I heard someone say recently that the term deconstruction has been over used in the evangelical world recently... but I disagree. In fact, it’s not a new term to the evangelical world. Not if you follow Jesus’ example. He was after-all the God in man flesh who deconstructed the religious norm every day of his life. The God inspiring scripture that told us that sometimes tearing down in order to rebuild wasn’t just a good thing... it was even a holy thing. Even the very sending of Jesus was a tearing down to rebuild.

So all of this is to say... if you’ve found yourself in a season of obscurity... me too, friend. If you’ve found yourself in a season of wandering... me too. If you’ve found yourself knee-deep in rubble, covered in dust, tossing bricks over your shoulder... me too.

But the day is coming when you’ll find that foundation is clear and the rebuilding can begin. And that my friends will be a glorious day. Until then... keep digging.