We Don’t Know We’re Sick
There was a time when people, regardless of their belief system, acknowledged that something was wrong – not only out there in the world, but also in themselves. However, this is not the world we live in anymore. I was struck by the words of C.S. Lewis recently as I’ve been reading The Problem of Pain. In it, referring to this time when people admitted the bad news of their condition, he says,
It was against this background that the Gospel appeared as good news. It brought news of possible healing to men who knew that they were mortally ill. But all this has changed. Christianity now has to preach the diagnosis – in itself very bad news – before it can win a hearing for the cure.
I couldn’t agree more, but how do we do this? How do people come to a point of accurate diagnosis? I may see their illness, as I see my own, but how do I get them to see it? Are people even introspective enough to contemplate the bigger questions of their existence?
This is the challenge of being a missional people and church. People no longer flock to the church for answers to their questions. I think the key (and by that I don’t mean a magic bullet) is as we build relationships, we share our own illness and how Jesus is healing us. This keeps us from a condescending tone because we are fellow patients who have encountered the one who can truly bring healing.