Being a writer means getting hate mail. It's kinda fun, actually. Secular hate mail says: "Go to Hell." Christian hate mail says: "You're going to Hell."
The funny thing is that non-believers don't necessarily think I'm damned while some Christians are damn sure about my damnation.
Which makes me realize: the Catholic Church is the most hated religious organization in the world. Because even if I dare hint that I have an appreciation for it, I get emails accusing me of being a hypocrite who is aiding and abetting "a false church leading millions of souls to Hell."
I wonder if Mother Teresa would agree.
What's interesting about these emails is that many times folks regurgitate "pseudo-knowledge." In other words, the only thing they know about the Catholic Church–or any other liturgical church, for that matter–is what they've heard second-hand. It's obvious they haven't read primary sources.
I don't blame them, necessarily. I used to say and believe the same things. Mostly because Evangelicalism is rife with sermons, pamphlets and books that propagate misunderstanding.
But the Catholic Church is not the "whore of Babylon" anymore than I'm a circus clown. I mean, my nose is red today, but only because I'm cold. Heh.
Other fiery emails informed me that Frank Schaeffer attends an "apostate church" and demanded to know why I didn't disclose that. Like I'm part of some Apostate Church Conspiracy.
Believe me, I'm not smart enough for subterfuge. What I do understand is that hyperbole is a tool of fear. And hate mail is a form of fear-mongering.
I will not be frightened into silence. Been there. Done that.
Here's the thing: I'm not presuming to provide The Answers for anyone. I'm only sharing my story. I'm not gonna compromise that just because I don't wanna make people mad.
I believe what unites us is much stronger than what divides us. I believe this because I've stood in that place called I Have All The Right Answers and I know that it does nothing to promote the Gospel of Christ.
Not even when I throw out 15 Bible verses to back up my position.
I can be right, right, right until I'm blue in the face and guess what? I'll destroy relationships.
This is why I think being right is over-rated. Understand: I'm not saying truth is relative. But I am saying that in the chasm of what divides Christians, there are bridges that span the breach.
I choose to walk those bridges. I realize that this will make some people mad. I'm willing to take that risk.
I'm willing to make mistakes–even publicly on this blog. It's a small price to pay for the privilege and freedom of speaking out.
I'm still on this journey and I can tell you one thing for sure: this journey doesn't end in Hell.


