Today, on a run, I saw a sign in front of a chuch that said,
"No Trespassing, parishioners only".....
Keeping this blog g-rated prevents me from using the language I'd like to use right now, but it's something along the lines of "Brood of vipers",
as Jesus more gently put it.......
I was utterly horrified......Jesus would be rolling over in His grave if He were still in it.......
The Big Business of church has drowned out the still small voice that said, "Come, all who are weary" ... "Come all who are thirsty, and you all, who have no money, come, buy and eat, buy wine and milk without money and without price..."
I find it sadly amusing (pardon the oxymoron), that we would be taken aback to hear, if Jesus came back today and walked through our churches, the crack of the whip and the turning over of tables and pews; we would be shaken at the rage as He delivered the same 2000 year old rebuke,
"How dare you turn My Father's house into a den of thieves!"
How dare we indeed.....How dare we pick and choose who can join our little country club we slap His name on and call "church". How dare we treat anyone as a trespasser, we the lot of us, who, but for the Mercy and Love of God, are all trespassers into Amazing Grace........
God help us on judgement day, we who purportedly represent Providence, we "Parishioners".
We may be very surprised to find God's Heaven filled with all the "Trespassers" the church turned away.
"My Name is blasphemed among the people because of you."