There’s this guy I used to know that was very vocal about the restaurants he liked around town. He would find a place he liked and brag about it for hours on end. He also did the same for places he didn’t like to eat.
At first I followed his recommendations and would try each place excited about the new gastric adventures that awaited me. It never went very well though. I quickly found that what he liked I didn’t and what he didn’t like I absolutely loved.
What it came down to was that he’d simply grown up eating in a certain way. The food he loved was what he knew best and felt the most comfortable… even, umm, if it wasn’t very good.
Isn’t that true of all of us? We express church or worship or structure in the way that we know best or are most comfortable with. We do what we know.
The great blessing of living in this time of denominational unraveling is that we get to sample the hidden treasures of others. It’s a chance to break out of simply doing what we know and taste the goodness of what our brothers and sisters and Christ have been doing alongside us all these years.
Sometimes we love new food from the first bite. Sometimes it takes some adjusting before we really begin to enjoy it. Sometimes we spit it out never to try it again. But unless we taste it, we’ll never know.
At first I followed his recommendations and would try each place excited about the new gastric adventures that awaited me. It never went very well though. I quickly found that what he liked I didn’t and what he didn’t like I absolutely loved.
What it came down to was that he’d simply grown up eating in a certain way. The food he loved was what he knew best and felt the most comfortable… even, umm, if it wasn’t very good.
Isn’t that true of all of us? We express church or worship or structure in the way that we know best or are most comfortable with. We do what we know.
The great blessing of living in this time of denominational unraveling is that we get to sample the hidden treasures of others. It’s a chance to break out of simply doing what we know and taste the goodness of what our brothers and sisters and Christ have been doing alongside us all these years.
Sometimes we love new food from the first bite. Sometimes it takes some adjusting before we really begin to enjoy it. Sometimes we spit it out never to try it again. But unless we taste it, we’ll never know.
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