I admit it. I do not invite people to come to church with me. It is not that I am ashamed that I go to church. I am not ashamed of where I go to church. I love my church family that has welcomed me whole-heartedly. I just don’t feel right telling people to come to church or where they should worship.
Recently, I learned that I have a friend going through recovery. He is making all the public statements that he has screwed up and is trying to make changes. I support him in this. I want to be there for him. However, I feel odd. My response to him making these statements was to tell him to find a church home, where he might find the loving support that I have. I did not say come to Dunbar United Methodist or Elizabeth Memorial or the Universal church downtown — just “a church home.” I feel like I failed someone, I just don’t know who.
Was I neglectful in not telling my friend where I found such a loving home?
Did I betray my DUMC family by not naming them?
Was I just wrong to tell him to go to church as a way of helping with the recovery?
I am so new to this thought of “sharing” my faith. I don’t think I have the hang of it. I know that Rev. Okey would have told me to get him to Dunbar UMC quick. I am just not that comfortable with that. I have so much to learn and do in my quest to become a disciple of Jesus.