At times, whatever it’s nature, we are not comfortable with change. But if we are on this journey of following Jesus, we are on a path of change for the rest of our lives. That’s a good thing, honestly.
The biggest pointer that gives me hope in our call to change is that we have already entered into the great change. We have now entered into new creation in Christ. Scripture speaks pretty clear on this – new heart, new spirit, new creation, new life.
One area of great change I have come to slowly embrace in my life is simply this: being less dogmatic.
While some might tighten their grip on their theological perspectives as they grow older, I have found that grip has lessened more and more. Not that I don’t hold a perspective on varying issues. Not that I don’t hold a strong conviction around certain central issues to the faith. I do. But, as I’ve truly grown, I’ve become less dogmatic. This also means I am willing to admit I might not have it all together, might not have it all figured out. In all honesty, my lens might be skewed.
Yet, here lies reality for me.
I can still default back to those former ways. Even as my views are broadened, I can easily act as if I now have the corner market on the assorted issues of life, theology, and ministry.
I used to side with group A, but I have this newfound angle on the issue. I now hold the better perspective.
When I fall into this trap, I’ve once again let a kind of monster rear its head. I’m back to believing I have it all figured out. I don’t create space for disagreement. I don’t create space for the other. I move from hospitality to hostility – even though I might masque it well.
I cringe knowing this can and does happen.
When I recognize this beast has reared its head, I am confronted with an awful reality. It puts people at arm’s length. They see no opportunity for dialogue. That’s how it was as a younger man’ that’s how it can turn out in the present.
Every so often I get the sense that I’m ensnared in this old trap and I find myself asking for a softening grace. At times I find myself crying out for the hardness to be chipped away at.
It is true freedom when one does not let dogmatism be its master. It is true freedom when one abandons theological hostility. It is true freedom when we create space for others.
It doesn’t mean we never look to build a sound theological framework. It doesn’t mean we cannot be firm in our convictions. Rather we create continued opportunity to learn, we create continued opportunity to listen. We leave the door for transformation to remain a part of our lives.
I’m not there yet. I’m still learning.
This is a story of change that’s still in play.
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