As a young boy my parents made sure I was taken to church, week after week. Their thinking was that church would be the place I received a religious education. They both served in the church in various capacities and were good friends with the pastor. I seem to remember that their pattern of church life was very common among their friends as well -- attendance at worship, kids in Sunday School, and some service. And, very little relationship with fellow Christians at the level of fellowship. We got older and teased my father that he could make the fastest exit from worship on Sunday -- getting to the exit door to shake hands with the minister in less than 2 seconds, leapfrogging over all those rows ahead of him to the exit, bolting for the door when the last Amen was uttered. The motto was, "Just because I go to church with them, doesn't mean they have to be my friends."
I am grateful for my parents influence on my life, and I am blessed that my last face to face conversation with my dad before he died involved his clear confession of faith in the crucified Savior. And I am not being critical of them per se; their thinking is representative of tens of millions of people . . . but it represents the idea that life in the local church is attendance and serviced but NOT relational depth with fellow believers.
The reasons were very clear -- we chose our friends and we found some of those folks at First Church of Wherever to be difficult or petty or stupid. In other words, we find that close relationships with fellow sinners are a challenge and we think it is our right to pick the circle of friends that surround us. We would pick the ones we find most pleasant and with whom we are in most agreement.
Is that an option? Is it an option to attend a Bible teaching church and engage is superficial relationship with almost all? Is it an option to pick and choose the people around me so that I do not have to deal with the irritable habits of some others? Of course it is an option, but it is not what Scripture calls us to. It is the sad choice to avoid a means of grace in life that is one of the most effective -- the means of rubbing shoulders with fellow redeemed sinners who are now saints -- through which my sins are exposed and I am invited to grow in godliness. It is the rejection of powerful encouragement as well.
In the next few posts I wish to explore this . . .