Before I say anything else, hear this:
-I love, worship, and strive to follow Jesus Christ
-I believe in Scripture and all that it teaches
Chick-fil-A had a day of record sales yesterday, and I’m just so disappointed.
Disappointed because I thought the church—the physical hands and feet of Christ—knew better. When “Chick-fil-A Appreciation Day” was announced I started thinking. Then I started praying, and then I started searching scripture.
And my Jesus?
He broke bread with the man who turned him over to be crucified. He went to a Pharisee’s house for dinner, and when a prostitute started kissing his feet, the “religious” people judged him. But Jesus, our sweet Jesus, jumped to her defense. A prostitute!
That is why seeing long lines at Chick-fil-A yesterday made me sick to my stomach. Because Christ loved. He loved the prostitute, he loved the sinners, he loved loved loved until the day that the “religious” people had him crucified—killed, he physically DIED—because of the message he was trying to preach.
And we’ve lost that message. Eating at Chick-fil-A yesterday wasn’t a bad idea in theory. It’s not wrong to support traditional marriage. It’s a Biblical principle and one that I agree with—marriage should be between a man and woman. But COME ON, CHRISTIANS!
Does grouping together inside a restaurant promote love?! Does it speak truth? Does it spread the good news of Jesus?! There were homosexuals standing outside with posters—did you talk to them? Did you say that Christ loves and died for you?
My fear is that we pushed so many of the LGBT community away from the Lord yesterday. My fear is that the message was, “You are unloved, uninvited, and unwelcome. Stay outside with the sinners while I go inside with the good people and get me some nuggets.”
My fear is that we’re turning into a bunch of Pharisee’s. We’ve got our laws and moral codes, sure.
But do we have Jesus?