A Perfect Church

An interesting thing about Ruth of the famous love story of the Bible is that she was dark skinned. That being the case, the Ruth-Boaz marriage was an interracial one. I wonder why there is never any mention of that detail when the Ruth story is told? It is commonly referred to as the greatest love story of all time. It seems the love between Ruth and Boaz would be even more revered if it were known that not only had they overcome the differences in their class status and the past adversities of their nations, but racial barriers as well.

I’ve always been disconcerted about churches that weren’t integrated. I understand there might be stylistic differences between historically black and white churches and people may have a clear preference about in which style they wish to worship. But I’ve been in churches where I know people of different races would not have been welcomed, even as a brother in Christ. How does one reconcile that, to be a Christian and a racist too?

This issue, to not be a racist, is so important to me that in the last ten years I’ve chosen the church I attend in part based on whether or not it had a diverse congregation. My church today is White, Asian and Black, the latter two representing an impressive percentage of the overall congregation. To me it is a clear sign that the doors are open to anyone who wants to come there to worship.

In retrospect, maybe this is one of the reasons why I became disillusioned with the church years ago. The Southern Baptist church I attended was 100% white and had nothing to do with the nearby church that was 100% black. Our preacher even spoke down about those who attended the Methodist church next door! From the pulpit no less!

So the story of Ruth teaches me two things: first, God is indeed color blind, and second, the problem I had with the churches of my youth was really an issue I should have taken up with men, not God. It was men who set the pace for the color of the church, not God. How short-sighted of me to separate myself from God because the people in his church were so imperfect! What else was I expecting? My youthful ignorance becomes more apparent to me each day. 

So I am admitting I turned away from the church because I could not find a perfect church. Instead I always found churches filled with flawed people. I laugh at this indiscretion of mine now as I remember what a good friend told me recently, “If you ever find a perfect church, don’t join it because YOU will certainly mess it up.”

How right my friend is. I am but a sinner, a man of many flaws. But now I am also a Believer and a Follower, and a student of His Word. As my ignorance falls away, I turn away from my sinful ways. And now I also find great comfort in my church, for there I find other flawed men like me who have come together to say thanks and give praise to the One who loves us anyway.

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I am a depraved, morally bankrupt wretched sinner through and through. I’ve attended church sporadically most of my life, haven’t spent a minute in seminary and only recently gave the Bible more than a cursory review. I’ve attended exactly one theology class and I dropped out of that. However, in spite of my moral infidelity, I’ve come to be filled with the Holy Spirit. I’ve learned my salvation isn’t the result of what I do, but rather what Jesus has done on my behalf. I didn’t find the Holy Spirit, He found me. And in our relationship I have invited Him to change me, to use me for His purpose, to conquer my will with His own. Praise the Lord, for even an unworthy, chronic sinner like me can experience and give testimony to His glory!
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One Response to A Perfect Church

  1. Ginny Baker says:

    “My youthful ignorance becomes more apparent to me each day.”
    The process of having one’s eyes opened as the Holy Spirit works is amazing!

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