As I mentioned in my post “When there are more thorns than roses,” I’m planning to write more posts about “bad” and “ugly” side of our church experiences. I usually write about the “good,” but I think seeing the other side of the coin can be beneficial as well.
I refuse to write posts that point the finger at my brothers and sisters, even those who disagree with me and others. So, I’m going to write about myself.
After we had been meeting together for 2-3 years, some of our brothers and sisters were concerned about the direction of the church. Some thought the church was moving too far away from our traditional background. Others, believe it or not, thought the church wasn’t moving far enough.
We decided to meet together Sunday evenings to discuss these issues. Anyone was welcome to meet (or not) and talk about whatever they wanted to talk about. While there were disagreements, the tone was usually civil.
Looking back, I see there were times that I talked when I should have listened. I spent too much time explaining my own understandings and interpretations, and not enough time listening to others.
Did I agree with what they were saying? No. But, that doesn’t matter as much as showing them that I love them and care about their concerns. I didn’t do that often enough.