The Checklist predominates a majority of what we do in the church, especially who we allow to be our leadership, or even attenders of our churches. I know this because I have often been asked why some people are allowed to go to church even though they ‘look like that.’
Individuals wearing ‘improper’ clothing are shunned by long time members of a church, individuals with tattoos and body piercings are asked to leave a service, girls who become pregnant outside of marriage are not offered showers, or children whose parents aren’t married being told to leave Wednesday night activities; each of these have actually happened in churches where I served. Hearts broken, lives crushed, and opportunities for the gospel message squandered, all in the pursuit of a church that ‘looks right.’
I have seen deacons, elders, lay leaders, and even pastors elected to positions of authority purely based on the fact that they fulfill enough of the Checklist to get by in spite of neglecting the gospel ministry altogether.
Attendance
Being Well Spoken
Giving of Money
Being Well Known
Legacies
Dressing Well
Keeping it Like it Was
Being Nice to Everybody
Saying the Right Things
Loving Hymns
Being Old
Etc.
Each of these has become the standards to which we aspire, and when we reach these, we are then eligible to take hold of any power that remains unclaimed.
After a recent discussion about the lackadaisical attitude presented by a group of Deacons at my church, I asked why Deacons that haven’t attended our church for years, nor have displayed themselves worthy of the title were allowed to remain as members of that group. The candid response that followed nearly left me speechless, “Because he’s never been divorced.”
Wow!
We have begun electing people to positions of authority based on a man-made standard, to pursue a man-made agenda, by way of a man-made system of church government, in hopes of erecting a man-made alter to ourselves; an idol of indescribable earthly wealth; whose foundation is the bones of those who do not live up to the standard. Yet, with all its glory, is nothing but a whitewashed tomb, filled with death and decay.
I do not say these things to be cruel. I only say them so that we may start at the same place. A place where the man-made agenda is set aside for that of the Master. A place where all have sinned and fallen short of His standard, and where our greatest achievements are but filthy rags in His sight. A place where, if we are willing, we might sit at the table of the Almighty King…crippled…yet called sons and daughters of the Most High God!