When a Church Leader I Trusted Hurt Me
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Six years ago, I had just arrived in a new city as a missionary and immediately set out to find a church to join. A friend introduced me to their church, and I quickly sensed a genuine, brotherly love among the congregation, so I decided to call it my new home church.
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I heard them as soon as the lift doors opened. The raucous chatter of teenage girls, occasionally punctuated by the tone-deaf squeals of a rubber chicken toy they had stumbled on in the church’s kindergarten and now took delight in playing with.
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Living overseas for the first time in my life was something I mostly experienced with wide-eyed wonder. But beneath the excitement, anxiety and fear kept bubbling up as I searched for a church and a Christian community I could call “home”.
Why I Started Going Back to Church
“I just want to feel safe in a church environment again,” I said as a stranger beside me (who is now a good friend) squeezed my fingers. And to my horror, tears started leaking down my face.
I Was About to Quit My Church Job, But God Showed Up
I started working in a local church two years ago. Working in church wasn’t new to me, as I had worked in my home church before.
I Left the Church, Hurt—and Came Back Again
When I left the church that I had been a part of for 20 years, I was broken, angry, and disillusioned. I felt deeply betrayed by the church I had poured so much of myself into.
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On the shores of Lake Tekapo stands a picturesque old stone church that often features on New Zealand postcards. The 100-year-old Church of the Good Shepherd was built using nearby stones, all rough and uncut, held together with mortar to make up a truly beautiful church building.
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We are called to shine the light of Christ, but bringing light and hope has never been more difficult, as we face societal rage at institutions along with a deep sense of displacement and loss.
After Years of Church-hopping, I Went Back
When I first became a Christian, I didn’t like my home church very much. Even though it was a doctrinally correct church and I essentially grew up in it, I felt like I didn’t really fit in.