On the bus this morning I had a conversation with a neighbor.  I heard her vent about having children. I listened and then acknowledged the challenge of working with anyone who is still seeking his or her identity.

“I know what you mean,” she said. “I didn’t know what my identity was when I was a teenager, but then I found it in God.”

Forty minutes later, one of my students approached my desk and asked a question.  “Sister, do you ever get sick of talking about God?”  I smiled and said it was amusing that he asked because just last night I was thinking about how I completely define myself by my faith.  The answer to my student’s question is no; I never tire of talking about the love of my life.

Related, I was asked why this blog suggests that Christianity has become too fluffy and watered down.  I wondered if it was an unfair statement.  I know that we’re all doing this the best we can, and the best we know how. Our seeking and our efforts are genuine.  We all desire to be closer to God and change the world and we’re trying.

Nonetheless, my concerns with Christianity are certainly summed up by the words fluffy and watered down. When I think of fluffy religion I think of a faith that soothes. When we say that the Bible isn’t a formula for social action we can read it as a comfy book about love.  Sure, we need to understand that God loves us, but that’s only the beginning. Yes, we are loved, but so are “they.” Do we live like we believe it?

I think that a watered down religion is sort of like a lukewarm religion.  I think it’s a type of oversimplification of the faith. We bend truth so it fits the ways of the world.  It’s mediocrity.

The book of Revelation warns us about the danger of not being hot about God:

“Whoever has ears ought to hear what the Spirit says to the churches… I know your works; I know that you are neither cold nor hot. I wish you were either cold or hot.  So, because you are lukewarm, neither hot nor cold, I will spit you out of my mouth. For you say, ‘I am rich and affluent and have no need of anything,’ and yet do not realize that you are wretched, pitiable, poor, blind, and naked.  I advise you to buy from me gold refined by fire so that you may be rich, and white garments to put on so that your shameful nakedness may not be exposed, and buy ointment to smear on your eyes so that you may see.  Those whom I love, I reprove and chastise. Be earnest, therefore, and repent.  Behold, I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, (then) I will enter his house and dine with him, and he with me.  I will give the victor the right to sit with me on my throne, as I myself first won the victory and sit with my Father on his throne. Whoever has ears ought to hear what the Spirit says to the churches. -Revelation 3:13-22

Ouch.  I pray God doesn’t ever spit me out.  Yikes, faith can’t be cozy nor simple.  When it comes to being a Christian, we are supposed to be all or nothing, hot or cold.  Apathy and indifference are disastrous.  We have to care.  It’s probably better if we hate or love, because then we have strong feelings one way or another.

I can’t let my faith life be a “when I feel like it” sort of thing. Honestly, this is the hardest part of being religious for me.  I have to pay attention to my excuses. I must make sure I am answering my prayers for social justice and union with God with my actions.

I worry about earth and oil but then I drive instead of walking, biking or taking the bus.  I pray for a cultural conversion away from materialism, but then I am excited to shop when I discover a really wonderful sale.  I am such a sinner, and I am sorry.

We all know that there is a such thing as “Christmas and Easter Christians.”  Sadly, history is stained with the inconsistent faith of religious.  Christians pray to love on Sunday and torture on Monday.  Slavery, world wars, the Holocaust, the crusades, racism and classism are our shared shames.  In a way, we’re all sort of “Christmas and Easter Christians” who need to be converted to the truth of Love in ordinary times.

As I have struggled through this, I am learning an important lesson. To do this better- to be really hot about the Way of Jesus- we need each other.  We best contemplate the challenges in community. We need to be called out when we settle and slack. We need to stir the hearts of one another with more awareness of God’s love and the ways it compels us to respond to injustice.  Together we learn the Christian how-to’s.

When we’re hot together then together we will survive.

Sin aside, how do you think you are doing?

  1. I came upon this blog in my late night internet stumbling. I just want to thank everyone who posts here. As a 24 year old Catholic, I have a difficult time finding peers who I can discuss my faith with (other than the Ash Wednesday “no, it’s not dirt and please don’t try to wipe it off, thank you”). This post really struck a chord with me, especially with how much we need each other to stay “hot”. I have definitely been feeling how difficult it is to go it alone as of late. Thank you for writing!

    1. Bless you Jenni,
      Thank you for reading! I am so grateful that the words encouraged you, and I pray that God blesses you with a community who helps you heat up with the Love of God. Peace be with you, sister!