I have been a Christian now for more than 37 years. As soon as I came into the family, I was told I needed to do two things on a regular basis: go to church and read my Bible. And I have done these two things on a regular basis for all these years. Now, I am (like many of you) on a journey through the post-evangelical wilderness. It is an exciting journey, but one fraught with dimly-lit paths, twisty paths, or at times no discernible path at all. My faith community, while at times frustrating in their cliche’-driven approach to this journey, has been of great help to me in the form of encouragement, even when the way is dark for us all. Churchianity sucks, but a group of believers who encourage one another is priceless. I cannot give up on the church, even with all of its numerous faults.
And I have not given up on the Bible either, even when I see it so horribly misused by those claiming to personally know its author. There are times I wonder if the Lord would like a do-over and not leave a paper-trail as it were. For we have taken what was meant for good and turned it into a brutish club to use for our evil purposes. Or, at the very least, we use it foolishly. I want to talk about a few of these wrong ways we use the Bible.












