Welcome to the perfect world inside my head.
In my imaginary world, there are no terrorists, because everybody just loves each other.
In my perfect imaginary world, people make covenants and keep them. People are quick to forgive, but since everyone loves so completely, there’s rarely anything worth forgiving.
In my perfect world, everyone wants the same things: Peace, Love, and Hope. And everyone knows that serving God is the best way to get them.
Ahhhh. It’s a great place. I like to visit there, especially when things in this world get so messed up.
But here’s the problem.
I went to visit my perfect world this morning, and there’s a new sheriff in town:
What is Barney doing in my perfect world?
I started to object, but there is no objecting in my perfect world. As it turns out, Barney with his safe, milquetoast song, is the best personification of my particular brand of perfection.
Not Jesus. Barney.
Want to sing with me?
As much as I can’t stand that song, I think I’m beginning to understand something. Barney’s over-simplistic love fest style may be fine with little kids, but it is NOT the kind of perfect world I keep thinking I want.
When things get tough in this world, when I long for something better, I’m making a mistake to retreat from the here and now. The mistake is thinking that Jesus would ever put on a Barney suit.
Sure, Jesus speaks of great, amazing love and forgiveness, but he’s not about to go all softie on us.
Did you ever notice? Jesus is a fighter.
No, not in the sense of fists or guns or swords, but Jesus was willing to fight for us. He fought worn-out traditions, and popular misconceptions. He fought with his own disciples when they were foolish or arrogant. He fought the powers of this world with the reality of the REAL Kingdom of God that is breaking into this world all the time.
Not a group-hug kind of Kingdom, but a Kingdom where the poor and disposessed are raised up with justice. A kingdom where sinful and misguided mindsets are shown the light of day through the power of the spirit.
Jesus never tried to escape this whirled world for something more peaceful and simple. No, the goal of Jesus’ life was not to reach perfection, but to reach the least and the lost.
I need to remember this, the next time the world seems shattered.
Instead of retreating to a “perfect” world where I can sing and dance with Jesus, I must remember that Jesus walks every hard road of this world with a purpose. And he encourages us to do the same.
Truth is: A little Barney goes a long way,
But Jesus goes much farther.
Have a great week,
2 thoughts on “Purple Perfection?”
I love it! Keep telling it, brother!
Reblogged this on drowningbearlive and commented:
Peek Peace and Progress not Perfection.