One of my new found measuring sticks of a good day or a good week is the richness of my conversations. This week, I had a great conversation with a tow truck driver about faith. Amber’s car had broken down and so I decided to ride with the tow truck driver back to the repair shop. Just a few moments into our drive, he made the fatal mistake of asking me what I did. I replied, “I am a pastor here in Kingwood at Kingwood Christian Church.” After a long period of silence I said, “Revealing that is almost always a conversation stopper.” He laughed. My comment broke the ice and provided an opening for the great conversation that followed.
He went on to tell me about how he had grown up in the church, “dragged by the ear most of the time,” he said. “It took though,” he said. “I am firm believer in God, pray every day and try to help others every chance I get.” He went on to tell several stories of helping out strangers and serving meals to homeless folks in need. I said, “It sounds like your faith is strong and you are doing God’s work. But, if you don’t mind my asking… why do you not attend a church?”
He sighed and said, “Well, I don’t feel very welcome. Church folks don’t like the way I dress (jeans, boots and a t-shirt). They don’t like my rough demeanor, my scruffy beard, my Harley and all my tattoos. Most of all, they do not seem to like my questions and my unwillingness to accept everything they say as the gospel truth. I am also not a big fan of all these big fancy churches, when so many people are hungry and hurting.”
I responded, “So it sounds like you are looking for a church that loves and accepts people as they are, a church that is comfortable with questioners, a church that is authentic and real, and a church that wants to make the world a better place.” He said, “Yes, do you know of a place like that?” I smiled and said, “Yes, yes I do.”
Friends, folks in our community are looking for a church with the values that we hold dear at KCC. Do not be afraid to share the news.
Blessings on my weekend, -Chad