Beyond the Perfect Picture
Let's talk about church. Not the polished Instagram version, all smiles and perfectly-behaved kids. Let's talk about the real church – the one filled with messy, complicated, wonderfully imperfect people, just like you and me. Because honestly? Church is hard. It's hard for the person creeping in the back, terrified of judgment. It's hard for the bishop's family, carrying the weight of everyone's expectations. It's hard for the prodigal, returning home bruised and battered. It's hard for the teenager pretending to have it all together, while their heart screams for help. It's hard for the couple who just fought the whole way to service. It's hard for the woman watching children play, a silent ache in her heart. It's hard for the widow or widower, sitting alone, wishing someone would just say hello. The list goes on, doesn't it? Divorce feels like failure. Church songs can be a tidal wave ...