Deconstructing Man’s Church

I had one of the best conversations with a good friend about why I am so hard on the church. It was revealing for him but more importantly it was revealing to me. It took us three hours to get through it as we struggled with the complexity of understanding what each of us was concerned about and why. After much reiteration he would say, “You’re saying this,” and I would say, “No that’s not what I’m saying.” I kept saying “yellow” and he kept hearing “red”.
And then I said something that caught my attention, “There are two churches really. There’s God’s church, which I love. It’s this organic movement of the Holy Spirit that when it shows up we just know it’s God because we wouldn’t do it that way. And there’s this thing called man’s church, which over history has produces various forms of religion designed to earn God’s love. It’s this thing that we do where we recast what God is doing in our own image. We screw it up. We get in the way. We build stuff that becomes monuments to our own broken humanity, hoping that people will somehow offer us praise.”
This image of man’s church struck me. It reminded me of the moment in The Matrix when Neo has just taken the blue pill and the silver liquid begins to take over his body. We’re always trying to create that mask, that cover that looks like us, not God. And what we end up with is a plastic version of what God is doing. We pretend it’s working only to discover that we have created something that we are subject to.
So please know that when I talk of deconstruction, or I’m hard on the church, know that I’m talking about man’s church. I’m talking about tearing down the idols we create that we think produce life but produce little more than a plastic version of what God is doing. Also, please don’t assume that I’m talking about your church. If you tell me your church is not part of that second category, I believe you.
I wrestle with this question, a lot. Mostly because this is the conversation God has drawn me to over the last 15 years. But as I said to my friend, I sense a better move is beginning to show up. Reconstruction is beginning to appear. Instead of tearing down what it already there, I’m beginning to see the light of day when I will simply be participating in an alternative that has God’s name written all over it.
PS: Right after I wrote this, I found this at Out of Ur by Skye Jethani.
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