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Complacent Christianity



We have our spiritual programs, concerts, and conferences

We have mounted our doctrines, promoted our denominations,
and pushed our preferences

We have booked calendars, busy lives, and countless bibles

We have bumper stickers about faith, T-Shirts with scripture, and
a mass marketed message of the gospel

Yet, there is a steep decline in church attendance, a constant
scorn for holy living, and a growing disdain for one's fellow man

There is confusion over identity, carelessness over eternity, and
an increase of biblical incompetence

Perhaps it is because Christians have sought the favor of man above the fullness of the Spirit

We have heralded our denominational differences, rather than proclaim the gospel to all who will hear it

We mask our fear of complete surrender by hiding in a pew and handing over a tithe

We timidly wade the surface of Christ-likeness rather than willingly take the glorious dive

We must come back to a child-like wonder over God's glory and a humble heart fixed on God's love

We must heed to the words of Christ “Go ye into all the world” and rejoice in the truth that He has OVERCOME.
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