I love you, you love me, we’re a happy family.
With a great big hug and a kiss from me to you,
won’t you say you love me too?
They tell me that Barney was my favorite show as a toddler. I remember the stuffed Barney I carried around, but that’s about all I recall about my affections for the purple dinosaur. And I’m glad. Frankly, it’s a bit embarrassing to think I liked Barney so much. Why couldn’t my favorite show have been Sesame Street or anything else remotely less disturbing?
Lots of people work with, talk with, live life with Barney Christians. These are Christians with pasted smiles on their faces no matter what is going on in their lives. These are Christians who protest out the wazoo and then try to smooth out all the wrinkles by proclaiming love and peace and acceptance. These are Christians who listen only to Christian music and cannot tolerate a swear word and will belabor their points unwittingly till the cows come home… these are… nominal Christians, at best.
Lately, I’ve noticed how much other people’s stigmatism about Christianity has affected me on a daily basis, and has sucked me of my courage.
When co-workers come into my office and I happen to be listening to Christian music, I turn the speakers down or off, to avoid negative comments or stigmatism against Christianity.
I choke on my words as the prime opportunity comes to speak about God’s faithfulness in my life, because I don’t want others to tune me out and label me incompetent.
I laugh, albeit uncomfortably, at inappropriate jokes because I am tired of people saying, “Oh yeah, sorry Lindsey, we know you’re a good girl.”
All the while, I’m acting graciously, lovingly, helping whenever I can.
Thus, I curl myself up into a snail shell of obscurity. Wonder upon wonders, I ACT like a Christian without TALKING like one.
This is a paradox of what I’ve been taught my entire life! I’ve heard sermon after sermon about how we go around saying we’re Christians, but forget to act like one! Well, gosh darn it, I have the opposite problem. And I don’t think I’m the only one. I go around believing actions speak louder than words, but the fact is to be effective in this activism-bloated society we need to act AND to speak.
Somewhere along the way, we’ve forgotten that people can’t know who Jesus is until they know who Jesus is.
We can serve and love all we want, but there’s no guarantee someone is going to “ask you about WHY you’re doing what you’re doing.” There’s no guarantee they’ll see the light of Jesus in you just because you’re listening to them.
Ultimately, I am fighting the wrong thing.
I need to stop fighting against Christian stigmatism, and fight for the good news of Christ’s love.
Maybe I’m embarrassed by what Christians (I include myself here) have done in the past. But I’m not embarrassed by what Jesus has done, what HE has worked in my life.
True Christians will not look like Barney, but nor will true Christians look like everyone else!
Be real. Be honest. Be loving. Be kind. Be relevant. Be yourself. And be vocal about your faith in the One who is most real, most honest, most loving, most kind, most relevant, and most Himself, because it may just be that right now nobody knows that you’re following Someone Else.
Everyone thinks you’re following you.