Rag Doll Church

Some of my worst scars and wounds of heart have come from the church, but isn’t that the way it is with everyone? I don’t I can think of a person who having talked to them about the church that they didn’t admit to being burned by it at one time or another. Is that the way God meant his body to me? Defiantly not!!

The church the way it is supposed to be: “A group of rag dolls who have received love even though they knew they didn’t deserve it, who then extend it to others because they refuse to allow raggedness to keep them from loving. Because love is God’s signature. And grace makes love strong.”

“The world is tired of Christians who proclaim that they know the right beliefs and are committed to the right values but in whom there is no grace.

Without grace, life is a clumsy, awkward business.
Without grace, people get hurt.”

LONELINESS

DESPAIR

GUILT

DISAPPOINTMENT

GRIEF

UNCERTAINTY

INSECURITY

My heart breaks when I read these. The people, who’s secrets these are, are broken & hurting. What are people doing for them? Who’s showing them grace & love?

I’ve never really filled everybody in on my unique pictures, that I use to illustrate my blogs. There postsecrets. There is an anonymous web-site where people send their secrets in on postcards and the editor puts new secrets up every Sunday. It’s a way of releasing those things that they can’t bare to say aloud.

Am I showing Grace & Love to everyone? Am I one of the Christians people run away from?