I Love You, But

It’s crazy to think about. 
There is one word.
One word that has the power to change any and sometimes everything. 
One word that alters perceptions, connections, emotions. 
It sometimes starts the locomotion of oxytocin. 
It is the one word usually used to explain why God came to us as a man down from above. 
That word is Love…. 
But I need help to understand that us who claim to follow the Son of Man can lift our hands, proclaim, shout, and declare the name of Jesus yet reject to stand with those we expect to receive the gospel so easily when we present it. 

(Qualifier, if this rubs you the wrong way, shoot me a text, lets kick it and talk about it.)

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Dear Christians,
I love you, but you make me sick. 
    You who have hope for the future;
        But show no love right now. 
    You who claim grace abounds; 
        But refuse to show it to those whose sin is different. 
    You who disassociate with those who have different doctrinal understandings; 
        But claim discrimination is not a problem. 
    You who say Jesus was on the left or right side of the political spectrum; 
        JESUS WAS GOD ON EARTH, STOP USING HIM TO FIT YOUR AGENDA! 
    You who say you wanna live like Jesus and love on those who are hurting;
        But dismiss my experiences, and perspective as a young black man. 
    You who say blacklivesmatter is racist;
        But will gladly post that bluelivesmatter. (We get the subliminal...Selective insensitivity is the name of the game) 
    You who preach your non-biblical beliefs; 
        But throw the word heretic over anyone that challenges you. 
    You who believe that everyone should live their faith to your standards; 
        But claim to be humble in your walk with God. 
    You who KNOW the TRUTH; 
        But choose to love when you want to. 
    You who forget that you are broken to
        But spew condemnation on those who are not saved. 
    You who say culture is the problem; 
        But gladly partake in it. 
    You who make fun of my generation; 
        But forget who raised us. 
You who CLAIM TO KNOW WHO JESUS IS! 
    But you do not love on your neighbor. 
You raise the phrase not of this world around with such pride and wonder why non-believers say Christianity is exclusive, and then hold these conventions, go to seminary, Christian Colleges and study how to be more inclusive. 
Newsflash, our faith is not a business. Walking with Jesus is not a franchise. We look at it like numbers of people coming to church is the prize but truly having their hearts transformed and souls saved is the Why. 
You watch us get murdered, but you say nothing. You sit in silence in your safe building. 
Jesus told us that following him would not be safe. 
Living life saying you know Jesus and not loving is the opposite of grace. 
But you say…. you seek…. the... Father’s... face. 

Let us not forget, that each and every one of us has been created in the image of a God who loves us. Who died for us. Who wants us, to do His work in this world. 

Dear Christians, 
I love you, but sometimes you make me sick. 

- Mijah Gift

This article is apart of a larger series dealing with racism, christianity, and culture. We will be posting more on these subjects in the future.