I grew up eating my nanny’s fried chicken. This was and still is one of my favorite meals. I would argue (and so would Nanny) that her chicken is the best that you can find. But the real reason I enjoyed this meal is because of the time that I sat in my nanny’s kitchen listening to her tell stories and the truth. You see, my nanny has never lied to anyone; she’ll tell you exactly what she’s thinking and likely what you need to hear.
There is something captivating about someone who is honest because honesty welcomes authenticity. I think authenticity is something that people desire when it comes to church. They don’t want to be a part of a community that believes that they are better than others or thinks that they are perfect; rather, they want real and honest connections.
In 2 Corinthians 4, Paul talks about jars of clay. The jars that he is referencing aren’t the smooth, pristine jars that historians often associate with Corinth. Rather, these are thin jars that often had cracks in them. These weren’t perfect and likely had some blemishes, but do you see Paul’s point? They had still had a purpose. Often, these were used as lamps. Because of the thin nature of the clay, they were able to emit light when people would travel in darkness.
I refuse to believe that people are looking for the perfect church, because they those don’t exist. I do think that people are looking for faith communities made up of real people, with real problems, and real struggles. But even with problems and struggles, we still have purpose and meaning. We are still called to let our lights shine in order to share the love our Christ.