As I sat in the coffee shop with my two favorite people the other day, I wasn’t expecting what happened next. In this coffee shop, there is an open piano in the back that someone is usually playing a capella, desperately trying to cover a pop song. As we drank our coffee, two people came in. They seemed to be around my age and I didn’t think much about it. But they went straight to the piano. I thought to myself, here we go, another butchered Elliot Yamin song. So they started to play, but as they did, it was familiar. They kept going, and the song turned into “How He loves” The few times that I have heard someone on the piano in the coffee shop, they haven’t sang, or if they did it wasn’t loud enough to pay any attention to. But this time, they were singing. Beautifully. And as they would reach the chorus, it would get louder. And louder.
Most were turning their head to see who was putting on this small concert in the back corner. Including me. And then there were some who weren’t, carrying on their conversations and morning coffee. But for the most part, people were watching in awe as they sang. I think it was safe to say that God was in the coffee shop. And not up at the counter ordering a cappuccino, but in the back corner where no one paid attention to Him when He came in.
I was amazed at their voices combining together, to the point that it gave me chills. What an awesome reminder that God is everywhere. All the time. And of how much He does love us. And I think that we need to be reminded of that.
This morning, I’m taken aback by the amount of hypocrisy that I see. Almost to the point that it makes me sick. The millions of people in the world that will step into a church for one of their biannual attendances today, calling themselves Christians. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not pretending to know the lives of others, or whether or not they worship on their own time alone, I’m sure that some do and that’s awesome. But for the people that dress up for Easter Sunday and Christmas Eve services and put on the facade of a Christian while at those services, it’s not helping spread Christianity.
A few weeks ago, in the bible study that a friend of mine and I started, we talked about being true to character, and accountability. What are we doing? Why are we going to church two times a year and calling ourselves Christians but living like we’re not? I hate to sound judgmental and negative, and that’s not what I’m intending this to come across as, but I think one of the things that turns people away from God more than anything is people who call themselves Christians and that’s why I’m concerned. The world sees the way we act and if we attribute our actions to our title of Christians, people get the wrong idea. They think as long as I’m a Christian, I can do whatever these people are doing that call themselves Christians, be it going to two church services a year and living like hell in between, profanity, or anything else.
I think we can all do better, and I’m in no spot to judge, just trying to spread the kingdom as far and as fast as I can. But as long as people are seeing these “Christians” in the world, its making it hard for the genuine ones. I think that if we all take our name as seriously as it’s meant to be taken, that we are a follower of Christ, that it would be incredibly beneficial to the world.
This has sounded pretty negative and authoritative, but don’t take it in that light. We’re always being watched, Christians or not, and whether you know it or not, someone is going to get ideas from you, or place you as a role model in their life. Don’t we want them to have the right idea? The right idea of who God really is? I pray that we all start to lead by example, and that’s one of the hardest things to do, for anyone, especially me.