I once heard it said that the church is only to be a safe place, comfortable for all who attend. It didn’t sound right. It’s hard for me to say for sure, because safe sounds like a church word. It sounds like a Christian word. And maybe that’s the problem.
What if safe isn’t as sacred as it seems? What if playing it safe is synonymous with missing the point?
As a lamb Jesus wept at the grave of Lazarus. He was gentle. He was humble. He was sympathetic. But as a lion he roared. He was fierce. He was bold. And the grave stood at attention.
We want safety without the possibility of danger. We want guaranteed comfort. We want Jesus to whisper. But what if He’s ready to roar?
To lead a church is to live like the lion and the lamb. At times we comfort the afflicted. We sympathize and counsel. Then there are moments that demand courage and conviction. We call for change and confront the status quo. We risk our popularity and afflict the comfortable.
Most leaders like to be liked. I’m one of them. I don’t like criticism. So playing it safe often appeals to me. But then my soul starts cracking. I can hear Jesus roaring inside me, calling corpses in my city from their spiritual graves.
Eventually I open my mouth and join in His bold call for resurrection. Corpses start walking, many of them out of bars and jails and other places you might expect. But some start emerging from unlikely places. Some stand up from their pews. Others walk out of bible studies. And a few even step out from behind their pulpit.
The comfort zone is a large area where Christians tend to hang out. But disciples eventually emerge from complacent shadows to walk the way of Jesus.
And if the goal of life is to spend it for eternity, they inadvertently stumble onto the safest way to live.