Why I call myself a “Christian.”

Since Anne Rice’s declaration of her rejection of “Christianity” last week, the blogs I read can’t stop talking about it. (See proof here, here, and here.) It’s not that Anne Rice is (or was?) such a superstar Christian and that the believing world is devastated, it’s that she brought up what many in my generation have been struggling with for years.

How many times have I heard someone say: “I follow Jesus but I can’t refer to myself as a Christian”? Or, to quote Ms. Rice, “following Christ does not mean following His followers”?

Anne Rice, I understand. How many times have I cringed inside when conversations with new people in my life turn spiritual and I have to define myself through my beliefs? I’m not ashamed to confess my belief in Jesus Christ. But I am often ashamed to use the word: “Christian.” What baggage does it carry in the minds of my nonbelieving friends? I assume (or fear?) that their first thought is is of anti abortion demonstraters shouting “Murderers!” outside Planned Parenthood buildings, or homophobic slurs spouted from the pulpit, or Catholic priests abusing children then covering their tracks.  Anne Rice called Christians: “anti-gay…anti-feminist…anti-artificial birth control…anti-science…anti-life.” And the truth is, that is an adequate description of what Christians are a lot of the time.

But that’s not what Christians are all of time. Last Thursday night, I sat in room with some of the saints of San Francisco who work for a ministry called City Team. They serve the most broken of the poor on the streets of San Francisco, providing them with food, clothes and opportunities for new lives. They bring drug addicts through an entire year of rehab, offering them purpose and hope and fulfillment outside of the lives they’ve known before. Then, graduates of the program are partnered with professionals who mentor them and walk with through the process of the job search.

I listened to a young man my age share his heartbreaking childhood of abuse and neglect, his spiral into heroin, his time in prison, and his discovery of both Christ and insects. (Yes, I said insects.) It turns out he’s a genius whose passion for insects has carried him out of his former life and into college and graduate work and now into an incredible opportunity to study with entomologists in Madagascar.

Just as I encountered the Christians who have given their lives to healing to the broken of San Francisco, my dear friends in Young Life outside Philadelphia were on their way home from a week at camp. Yesterday, I talked on the phone with my friend Cat, who walked me through the stories of all twenty-two kids who went on the trip with Radnor High School. No, their stories are not as dramatic as those of rescued lives off the street, but they are just as powerful. I know the “Every-girl” in suburban high school girl who believes her only value is in her own success (whether it’s in the classroom, in athletics, in the eyes of her demanding parents, or in the label she’s given by the boys she longs to impress). I also know the beauty of the moment when that girl recognizes that she is loved unconditionally by a God who knows her deepest longings. The achingly heavy weight on her back falls to the ground and she actually believes she is valuable simply because her Creator knows her and chooses her.

Who told her that such a love exists? Christians did.

That’s why I refuse to remove that name from my title. As much as there is judgment and hatred and false pretensions in the Church, it doesn’t change the fact that when I was thirteen and our dishwasher broke in the midst of a particularly difficult financial season for my parents, an anonymous member of our church had a dishwasher delivered to our house.

Community is beautiful and it is broken. And the Church was Jesus’ idea, in spite of what he must have known of its failures.  Am I proud of the Inquisition, the mistreatment of women, the present day hatred of homosexuals? No, I’m ashamed. But to remove the Christian from my definition and replace it with “Christ follower” or “Jesus lover” or whatever term is most trendy among progressive “Christianity,” is nothing more than wordplay.

I am a Christian. See me and make every assumption you want to make. Because the truth is, I’m just as screwed up as the rest of my clan who calls themselves by the name. But, understand this: there is beauty  in the Church and that beauty is what I cannot resist.

This morning, my pastor said: “I refuse to be cynical about Christians, because I am not cynical about Christ.” In that vein, all I can do is pray with the tax collector who beat his chest, “Lord Jesus Christ, son of God, have mercy on me, a sinner.”

  • http://www.misswisabus.com Elizabeth

    I could not agree more. Thank you for sharing :)

  • http://www.jasonboyett.com Jason Boyett

    Bingo.

  • http://hoobingfamilyadventures.com Alecia

    You make a much more compelling case on Christianity than some of the other responses to Anne Rice’s decision I have read. I think religion is a very individual thing and we have to respect each person’s decision to follow/not follow. You make some really good points on why one might want to follow.

  • http://www.sundayschoolrebel.typepad.com Sam

    Exactly. I think many of us really do empathize with Anne Rice’s emotions. I know I’ve had moments where I’ve said the same thing in my own head and spirit. But then God always seems to throw a lifeline my way.

    Truly, the love of God at work in believers is a beautiful thing. Being a part of love and grace in action is the antidote from overthinking your Christianity, I believe.

  • http://www.bigmama247.com Alise

    Well said. I understand the whole “Christ-follower” thing, but eventually EVERYTHING gets tainted by the actions of some. For better or worse, I’m a Christian.

  • http://swanfeet.wordpress.com ladyphlogiston

    beautifully said. my mother is fond of pointing out that Messiah came for the broken, so we should not be surprised when many who have found Him don’t have their act together.

    Messiah came to bring life. Those who seek Him will find it.

  • http://mommymonk.wordpress.com Micha Boyett Hohorst

    I’m thankful for your thoughts, friends. Has anybody read Brian McClaren’s piece about Anne Rice up on his blog today? Worth checking out: http://brianmclaren.net/archives/blog/my-take-why-i-support-anne-rice.html

  • http://mommymonk.wordpress.com Micha Boyett Hohorst

    I’m thankful for your thoughts, friends. Has anybody read Brian McClaren’s piece about Anne Rice up on his blog today? Worth checking out: http://brianmclaren.net/archives/blog/my-take-why-i-support-anne-rice.html

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  • Steph Newcomb

    I really appreciated a lot of what you said – thoughts I’ve had myself as someone who met the Lord and was discipled through Young Life. I have found myself over the years hesitating to say I’m a “Christian” for fear of the immediate assumptions that would be made…fearful that it will “blow my cover” to share the gospel. But you are right…being In Christ is being a “Christian”. Thanks for sharing…wonder if we secretly know each other since I was a leader at Great Valley High School back in 2001 or so. I’m going to subscribe to your blog…thanks so much for sharing so honestly!

  • Steph Newcomb

    I really appreciated a lot of what you said – thoughts I’ve had myself as someone who met the Lord and was discipled through Young Life. I have found myself over the years hesitating to say I’m a “Christian” for fear of the immediate assumptions that would be made…fearful that it will “blow my cover” to share the gospel. But you are right…being In Christ is being a “Christian”. Thanks for sharing…wonder if we secretly know each other since I was a leader at Great Valley High School back in 2001 or so. I’m going to subscribe to your blog…thanks so much for sharing so honestly!

  • shaina

    I am a stay at home mother of five beautiful girls and I try hard to live this motto, “I am not ashamed of the Gospel of Jesus Christ for it is the power of salvation.” I had a friend once who was born-again tell me that my other Catholic friend was actually NOT a Christian. I was saddened who are we to judge another for which Church one attends, a Christian is someone who follows Jesus whether they are Catholic, Mormon or Baptist. My brother in law lives an alternative life-style. I truly have come to know that I do not have to accept the “sin” to embrace and accept him…Christ followers need not be ashamed in the doctrines of Christ truth is truth no matter who denies it…Christ never denied the truth, let us also be faithful and stand for the truth…for truly we never stand alone when we stand with God!

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  • Ann

    I recently became a Christian after my life was touched deeply by God. I have wrestled with views on homosexuality among other things. I have found it hard to understand how anyone can be excluded from the love of God because my experience of God is that His love is absolute. His love both accepts and leads to change. In the bible it says that men and women will become lovers of themselves and that it is an unnatural love. If this type of love *is* the result of sin, even generational sin, (sin meaning of choosing to be separate from the will of God) does that mean that during the sanctification process and the renewing of the mind that a person would be changed? I am curious about this. This doesn’t just go for people who are labelled homosexual. What changes are wrought in us all when God’s Holy Spirit moves within us as we are being sanctified? As we are changed from sinful into Holy?

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  • Luara

    Good post. I’m a Christian and unashamed!
    I’ve reposted this article to Athenians, a Christian news aggregator. You can read the discussion it generates here; http://www.athenians.info/stories/why-i-call-myself-christian


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