¿No es eso lo que realmente eran los discípulos y qué iglesia y fe deberían ser? Los discípulos eran personas desordenadas, confusas y en conflicto que creían conocer a Dios, pero que en realidad no estaban seguras. Eran compañeros de viaje. Eran como familia. Eran personas reales, vivían la vida, seguían a Jesús, a veces se equivocaban, a veces lo corrigían.
Because I know I’m a train wreck in a dumpster fire. But I also know that God loves me 100% as is, right now, in the midst of the burning carnage that is often my life. I know that if I were to stack up my cards against most church people, I’d fold every time. I’m not that good at following rules, and I run my mouth a lot. And yet, God loves me and is cheering for me as I get better and especially when I fall down. Where I see failure, he sees opportunity for growth. Where I see addiction, he sees an opportunity to take a step. Where I’ve given up, he whispers, “You can make it”.