Why isn’t the Church?

The wailing mother screams at God for taking her son all too early. Why isn’t the church offering the Eternal Comforter?

The twin brother throws himself on the casket. If faith, hope and love remain, why isn’t the church offering them?

One by one the sorrowful teens tell stories of despair and abandonment. They’re happy to receive temporary lodging, but why isn’t the church offering an eternal home?

The mourners drowned their sorrows in alcohol and drugs. Why isn’t the church offering living water?

We live in fear.

We fear we may get hurt if we step to close to the hurting.

We are sequestered in our pews, fearing the sick may contaminate us.

We clasp our hands in prayer, and raise our hands in praise, yet fear lending a helping hand because we may get our hands dirty.

We fear helping – or worse yet, we’ve moved so far away from the reality around us that we don’t get close enough to the need to know there is one.

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