The Breach: Bullshit

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If it weren’t for my children, I wouldn’t go to church. I think I’d probably be in a better place spiritually if I didn’t.

One does not have to go to a place to meet God. No matter where we go, God is there.

The idea that there is a breach between God and humanity is contrary to the gospel. Jesus fixed the breach. There is no need for further fixing. There is a need for us to be what God has created us to be. There is nothing that can separate us from the love of God. To believe anything else is heresy. There is no breach. There is only God. This idea that we must fix a breach is bullshit.

This morning. I opened the doors of the church and a woman greeted me with, “How can you encounter the presence of God when you’re late?” Of course, there was an assumption on her part that one encounters God by being on time to church. To which I replied with a question, “What can separate us from the love of God?” My kids were smart enough to shout out, “Nothing!”

Nearing a decade ago, I got a phone call while I was having lunch. With pained labored emotion, my dad told me that my uncle had just committed suicide and that he needed me to go tell my grandparents quickly…before they found out from someone else. The shock of the news and the immensity of the task was overwhelming. Regardless, I raced home and quickly entered their house. My grandmother knew that something was very wrong. I pushed her to her chair and grabbed her hand. Holding tight, I said, “He shot himself.” Immediately, eternal questions entered raced through her mind. Finally, she cried out, “Does this mean he is separated from God forever?” I didn’t hesitate…”Nothing can separate us from the love of God…”

There is no breach.

There is only God.

There is only us.

The breach is bullshit.

Amen.