July 10th 2007 by chris
I was talking with my friend last night, when she told me that she went to church this weekend for the first time in months. She went twice, in fact. She told me that, at one service, she really liked the message, but didn’t care for all the music, and that, at the other service, she just really didn’t care for anything.
I was slightly embarrassed to admit that I hadn’t known that she had been missing church for so long, so I started asking questions to make up for it. (: I asked her what she liked about the new place, if she would be back, and then I asked her why she stopped going.
I couldn’t believe her answer. She said that she stopped going because she had moved across town, and was now 20-30 minutes away from the church she had felt so comfortable at, the church she had told me numerous times that I must check out. I couldn’t believe it because the answer seemed so simple to me, and is something that I wouldn’t let get in the way of that part of my relationship with God. “It’s only 20 mintues!” I thought.
But the more that I thought about it, the more I came to realize that that is *her* wall, not mine. I’m sure someone would think the same way about me if they heard that I don’t like going to St. Monica’s (where I’m at when I can’t make it to Cletus) because they don’t play the right music. The thing is, we all have our walls. We all have those things that keep us from experiencing more fully our relationship with Jesus Christ. My friend’s wall wasn’t something that would trip me up, and my wall wouldn’t trip someone else up. It is very much a personal thing.
But what is not so personal, and what is communal, is our ability to help our brothers and sisters climb those walls, stand on top of them victorious, and then take a sledge hammer to them. It is my hope that, by being a larger part of my friend’s spiritual life (by asking questions, sharing my faith, and investing in hers), I can help her see that 20 minutes isn’t too far at all to find home. And I also hope that someone can help me see the beauty in old-fashioned organ music (blech!), at least until they stop scheduling soccer games at the wrong hours.
Please share your walls in the comments below. Maybe we, as a community, can help you overcome the things that trip you up. Also, what are you doing to help others conquer their walls?