Two ongoing series are underway here at HR. Joel Busby is writing on “The Process of Missional Engagement.” We are also looking at the church in all its splendor (and disappointing ugliness) through a series called “Loving the Church.”
This anthropological confession easily rolls off the tongue (more easily than “anthropological confession”). Most of us know by brutal experience that perfection is a foolish, impossible goal. Even those of us struggling with that awful malady of “perfectionism” know that we are being quite silly when we demand that we get everything right all the time.
But many of us seem to expect perfect churches. We want a church that is “the perfect fit” for our perspectives and our gifts. We want a church that meets this standard and that expectation. Even if we are not personal perfectionists, many of us are ecclesial perfectionists. That is, we want a church that perfectly satisfies our needs.
In this series of posts we are looking at the church in all its splendor, but also in all its ugliness. It is much more trendy to write observations about the latter. We love to express dismay at the latest dumb thing some churchy somebody said. Balking at the latest church scandal has come to be good sport for many of us.
But ecclesial perfectionism is as cruel an expectation as personal perfectionism.
In fact, I would not want to be a part of a perfect church. If I were part of a perfect church, then that would mean I would have to be perfect, because I am one of its constituent parts.
But “nobody’s perfect, right?”