Lately, I’ve really been struggling with pride. Pride in my church. Pride in what God is doing through my church.
I can thank Jarrod for getting me thinking about this subject.
In my humble opinion, I go to the coolest church in Wichita, GracePoint. I’ve seen incredible things there. God has changed so many people’s lives.
But by definition, if mine is the coolest, then yours has to be somewhere lower on the coolness scale. It’s hard for me to not think poorly of people who are embarassed by their churches. It’s hard for me to not think poorly of churches that do so much less with so much more.
I think that this is all part of Satan’s plan for the church. If he can get Christians saying bad things about each other… If he can get churches saying bad things about each other… If he can get us to forget the Great Commission, and focus all of our energy on lesser things, then the church falls apart.
And so I pray for humility. I pray for reminders that it is God doing great things through my church, not me. I thank God for blessing me, and allowing me to be a part of the great things that he is doing at GracePoint.
It’s not my church that is great; it’s my God that is great…