Every sermon.
Every Bible study.
Every conversation inside the Christian bubble.
Bible College. Seminary. The Pastorate. Row after row of bricks.
Year after year.
Decade after decade.
One Less Brick In The Wall
More then three decades of work building the wall had resulted in my being a Pastor who moved freely in conservative Evangelical circles. I was old enough to be considered mature and seasoned, but also, young enough to still have the energy to be a revolutionary.
I was climbing the ladder.
I pastored one of the Fastest-Growing Churches in America ?. It was dying when I began, and it began to die again when I left. I pastored a second church which, like the first, was borderline megachurch.
I was living the dream of every Evangelical Pastor
From a distance, my Conservatism seemed stalwart and strong, but up close a few bricks were missing here and there.
For instance, I had met enough Democrats over the years to know that they were not evil. At least, not all of them. I had made some amazing liberal friends...though I did not know they were liberal when I had met them, or else I probably wouldn't have let them into my heart.
Each of those people had removed a brick from my wall, allowing a bit of light to shine through here and there.
Another example: My favorite boss in the Church Media department I served in during Seminary had been a closet liberal, but I had seen how his convictions translated into a deep love for me and others in his life. There was a sizable hole in my wall, thanks to him.
I had never known a conservative to love like this, and it rattled me.
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