Ellen
04-05-2010, 09:16 AM
Several months ago, I started realizing that no matter how good of a mood I am in, when I get to church, it doesn't take long and I experience sadness to a greater or lesser degree. My church has about 2500 people attending on any given Sunday, but I regularly see (either passing in the hallway, or from a distance) people who have made it clear that I am a "lesser than."
Since my church is huge (building and number of people), with 4 services on Sunday mornings, when my husband is scheduled to serve coffee, he has to be there at 7:30 a.m. and stays until noon. I often go along and use an hour of this time to walk the building (I lost 65 pounds a year ago and am working hard to keep it off), then attend the 9:30 service, then visit with friends, etc.
Anyway, last Sunday started out fine, but by mid-morning, I was just incredibly sad. It stayed with me all week and when I went to the Maundy Thursday service, I couldn't bring myself to stand and sing, or to take communion, or to participate in any way beyond sitting in the back pew and writing in my journal.
I have struggled for years with the knowledge that there are several people in my church who have turned against me, sent me hate mail, made phone calls to drum up negativity towards me, etc. They have never told me what I have done that is so terrible except to say that I "looked at" them the wrong way. I was involved in music and worship leading for a time, but there was so much jealousy and back-biting and jostling for leadership that I finally had to step away from that. I have a music degree (I am a high school band director) and am somewhat proficient in music, so this was an especially touchy area because many people apparently felt threatened by my education and abilities - and were appalled that someone who didn't have the right pedigree, live in the right neighborhood, have the right last name, etc. should be gifted in something so "up front." :eek:
Anyway, to make a long story even longer: I was out walking on Saturday and thinking about all of this and how in my mind God, who is a pretty big God, has allowed these people in whom he supposedly dwells to be so unforgiving, judgemental, unreconciling, and unrestorative. I have, for a long time, taken this to mean that since this God dwells in them, works through them, and has elevated them in the church, he must agree with them about me - that I am unworthy, unwanted, undesirable, etc.
Suddenly it hit me - since I see these people nearly every Sunday, I am either going to have to forgive them for their unforgiveness every week, or it is going to kill me - I could tell that it has been killing me spiritually for years now.
And, I'm going to have to (can this be possible?) forgive God for allowing it. Every week. Every time they walk past me and refuse to look at me or to acknowledge my presence, or make sure I am not allowed to participate in ministry activities, etc.
I am going to have to forgive their unforgiveness. Every time I am there.
Ellen
Since my church is huge (building and number of people), with 4 services on Sunday mornings, when my husband is scheduled to serve coffee, he has to be there at 7:30 a.m. and stays until noon. I often go along and use an hour of this time to walk the building (I lost 65 pounds a year ago and am working hard to keep it off), then attend the 9:30 service, then visit with friends, etc.
Anyway, last Sunday started out fine, but by mid-morning, I was just incredibly sad. It stayed with me all week and when I went to the Maundy Thursday service, I couldn't bring myself to stand and sing, or to take communion, or to participate in any way beyond sitting in the back pew and writing in my journal.
I have struggled for years with the knowledge that there are several people in my church who have turned against me, sent me hate mail, made phone calls to drum up negativity towards me, etc. They have never told me what I have done that is so terrible except to say that I "looked at" them the wrong way. I was involved in music and worship leading for a time, but there was so much jealousy and back-biting and jostling for leadership that I finally had to step away from that. I have a music degree (I am a high school band director) and am somewhat proficient in music, so this was an especially touchy area because many people apparently felt threatened by my education and abilities - and were appalled that someone who didn't have the right pedigree, live in the right neighborhood, have the right last name, etc. should be gifted in something so "up front." :eek:
Anyway, to make a long story even longer: I was out walking on Saturday and thinking about all of this and how in my mind God, who is a pretty big God, has allowed these people in whom he supposedly dwells to be so unforgiving, judgemental, unreconciling, and unrestorative. I have, for a long time, taken this to mean that since this God dwells in them, works through them, and has elevated them in the church, he must agree with them about me - that I am unworthy, unwanted, undesirable, etc.
Suddenly it hit me - since I see these people nearly every Sunday, I am either going to have to forgive them for their unforgiveness every week, or it is going to kill me - I could tell that it has been killing me spiritually for years now.
And, I'm going to have to (can this be possible?) forgive God for allowing it. Every week. Every time they walk past me and refuse to look at me or to acknowledge my presence, or make sure I am not allowed to participate in ministry activities, etc.
I am going to have to forgive their unforgiveness. Every time I am there.
Ellen