Terror gripped my heart. My phone chirruped its little alert: I had a text.
In the last few weeks, I’ve ticked off more than a few people. Fires rage around my little congregation.
One member of the congregation threatened to physically assault another member of the congregation when they next saw each other. Oh, that happened to be at church the next Sunday. I called her on it. She’s refusing to speak to me or show up in church now. Because how dare I tell her that threatening assault is a sin?
I tried reaching her earlier today. She didn’t respond then. Could this be from her?
Grandma kicked out her daughter and grandson. Why? Well, because. And when I call her on that, she hangs up on me. (“You always take their side! And don’t you bring Christ into this!”)
Is this her grandson, against asking me what to do and ignoring me as he has for weeks?
Daughter that was kicked out tells me, “Don’t tell her we’re safe. I want her to suffer.” I call her on that. No, I will not intentionally deceive nor hurt another. Daughter is now mad at me.
Is this her texting back, raging again?
A woman in the congregation is so angry that I dared say, “God will not give you more than you can handle” is not in the Bible, and in fact is false theology. Lifelong member accusing me of trying to tear her away from God.
And now my phone chirrups again. Yes, I have a text. (more…)