For many years, the thing that kept me imprisoned in a facade of “good church girl” was the overwhelming need I felt to protect God’s reputation. If people knew what these other people who called themselves Christians were actually like… well, it’d all be over. There’s no way they’d still want to be Christians.
You can see how perverse this logic is. But even as I write it, aware of how ludicrous it sounds, I know I’m not the only one who’s been bound to secrecy by their over-responsibility for another’s faith.
Last week’s news reports of the abuse cover ups in the SBC brought this issue to the forefront of my mind again. As Christians are we more worried about protecting our safe version of Christianity, or are we more concerned with the truth being revealed? By and large, based on my personal battle with this question and what I see exhibited all around me, I’d say we are more concerned with maintaining our illusion of ourselves and others being “good Christians” than we are with ac…