Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Hospital

“A church is a hospital for sinners, not a museum for saints.” This is a quote that I’m rather fond of. Seems that I’m not alone in those feelings. I hear it with pretty regular frequency and I kind of chuckle to myself when I do. Why? Well, I think I have a different view of the quote than do most. Please note that I am not saying one viewpoint or another is right or wrong, just different.

The way I usually hear it, it is being used as a means of mercy. You’ll never hear me knocking that. It’s a way of saying no one is perfect, especially in the church. That’s a big part of why we’re there, we are sinners after all. It’s also a way of defending someone, or a behavior, or a shortcoming. Once again, you’ll hear no argument from me. Lest we forget, we all have something that needs addressed. It really is a beautiful sentiment and one that I agree with wholeheartedly.

I’ve also heard the quote used as a nice way of calling someone a Pharisee. Don’t agree with the behavior of someone? Don’t find someone’s actions fitting of a self-professed Christian? Don’t agree with the direction of your church? Use scripture as a means of pointing these things out? You just might hear, “Yes, but remember, a church is a hospital for sinners, not a museum for saints.” And you know what? Even though I think in some instances, Pharisees get a bad rap (that’s an entry for another day), I can see that side of it as well. Don’t always agree with it, but I certainly see and understand it.

So, how do I view it? I guess I’ve never really viewed a hospital as a place of relaxation. I’ve never really viewed a hospital as a place of refuge, or a place to get away from it all. I think about the hospital and I think about pain. I think about needles being shoved in unpleasant places (I’ve had them stuck in all the usual places, as well as into my shoulder capsule, under my knee caps, directly into nerves, into my spine, and into my throat all the way to the back of my spinal cord) I think of scalpels and being cut open so many times that I often marvel at the fact that I’m still watertight. I think of nerve conduction studies. I think of the colon series I endured when I was thirteen, in front of a whole room of medical students. I think of hoping loved ones survive. I think of the very real fear endured wondering what life would be like without my wife. I think of making peace with God, knowing that I was about to die in surgery. I think of the fear and the fervent prayer that my son would not go blind during surgery on his eye.

You know what else I think about? I think about miraculous recoveries that defy modern science and medicine. I think of a loved one being declared dead twice, only to be brought back to give his life to Christ (I love you dad). I think how much richer life has been and how much more appreciative I am of my wife since she recovered and I truly understood life without her, would be no life at all. I think of my son with serviceable vision in one eye and perfect vision in the other, after being told that he was in fact going blind. I think of second chances. I think of new hope for a life better than that which we arrive with.

I think of sometimes having to endure some pretty horrible things to get better. I think of the fact that healing is very rarely pleasant or easy. I think of fear, I think of facing and enduring things you’d just rather not. But I also think of the end result. Of new health, new peace, and new hope for having endured the pain to get better. Church to me is no different.

Is it a hospital? Where you go to heal? Or is it a spa, where you go to feel better about yourself? Church truly is what we make of it. It’s not about the person in the pulpit. It’s not about the programs offered. It’s not about the beauty of the building…or the lack thereof. It’s not about any of the millions of things we try to make it about. It’s about that soul that occupies your space. It’s about the God in whose presence you sit. It’s about the time you spend there with Him. Do you allow Him to operate in you and on you? Do you allow Him to truly heal you even though the process may be both painful and scary? Do you trust in the end result and the ultimate beauty of the process?

No doubt about it, church is a hospital for sinners. What we need to ask ourselves is this…Are we a patient or a visitor?

6 comments:

The Queen said...

This is a good Corey. Thanks.

Gordon said...

The problem I think is with using analogies to understand such things. Analogies by their nature simplify, and I'm not sure simplification is what we need here. The relationship of the Church to its members and the implications given that we are all fallible are too complex to be encompassed by an analogy to any human institution. The "hospital" analogy arose out of apologetics, as a means of explaining Grace to skeptics - but Grace by its nature cannot be understood by skeptics. How we can be both fallible and yet sincere partakers of Christ is a mystery and by definition a mystery is something that has been revealed but not understood in detail. That it, we can understand the "what" but not he "how".

The Cantankerous Christian said...

But see, I turned the original analogy on it's head. I used it as a call to get right with God and the Word, to look within and examine that which needs addressed. To be active and not passive. Church today, all too often, gives the impression that being there is enough (visitors). I'm saying that we need to look at our worship time with a purpose, God's purpose (patients). We are works in progress and I think He expects us to continue working and allowing Him to work, which is rarely ever fun or pleasant...at first. Those long hard looks in the mirror are often brutal, if we're being honest with ourselves. But if we're being the followers we're called to be, we must use the Bible as that mirror.

Man, am I on an anology kick today or what? As always, Gordon, great points to think about and ponder.

Anonymous said...

But as we enter a time with Christ and God do we not wether in pain and anxity waiting for the healer to remove such pain and SIN.

Great analogy as to the hospital and church, but go further with the Doctors and nurses.

Eisbar

The Cantankerous Christian said...

I actually thought about extending it to doctors and nurses, but I was afraid I'd kill the message of the piece.

As far as whether or not we go to church waiting for the healer to move...do not people with unknown diseases visit hospitals all the time, not for treatment? Kind of like church...those who visit not willing to address tha they just might need to be a patient rather than a visitor.

Margaret said...

Hi, I just happened to check out your blog and found this post very interesting. I can see Gordon's point, but Jesus used analogies all the time with the purpose of conveying a spiritual message through real life context. I found Corey's view very insightful and refreshing (wasn't sure what to expect from a cantankerous Christian :-)