The Church: Hospital or Resort?

[Catsmeow]

How I love the the Church! She is the very Body of Christ. How can I not love Her. She's beautiful in His sight and so She is in mine. I am honored to be in that Body.   

I came to here because I - 1. need prayer 2. need a place to detox from the world 3. needed an occasional hug, 4. needed support when I'm worn out. I need the Body while I'm serving the One who's sandals I'm not worthy to unstrap. Who am I if not a soldier for Christ? I can't pretend life is wonderful when there's so many casualties in the field but I often feel very alone.

I wonder if we have we all become a people who sit in cushy pews and feed only ourselves? Who shall He send if not me? The fields are ripe for harvest but the workers are few. I'm immersed in a deep darkness out there I need the support of my brothers but instead I'm scrutinized with a harsh and critical eye. 

I'm on the front lines of this war and I hear: "Oh, look at those horrible evil creatures on her profile!" Seriously? 

For the record: those evil creatures on my profile are hyenas from the Lion King It was intended as a jest as I was making fun of myself. I introduced them as a family photo which I  posted in the humor section. I've had to explain it till it lost it's original comedic intent. Some must think I'm a closet "satan-worshiper." I heretofore renounce and rescind all efforts at a career in comedy and assume the normal prose of piety as per protocol, (lest I be branded a heretic and be burned at the stake.)

I'm called to a difficult minstry in a place of great darkness - sometimes like Jonah I wanna run the other way. I've learned to take people where they're at.  That's not always easy. Sometimes it's messy; sometimes there's blood in the water but that's okay; I'll survive. I'm right for the job since I love societal rejects and write-offs. Jesus did. 

At any rate, I formally apologize to any and all I have offended since I am apparently scrutinized like bacteria through a microscope. I honestly thought this was a hospital for broken and wounded souls but I think I got lost and stumbled onto a resort instead. I'm just a worthless sinner grateful to be alive  and eager to do the work of a servant now. I guess most people prefer shore leave to the battlefield.

Please resign my user name - I'm better off being anonymous. Thanks to all of you who prayed for these precious ones I'm honored to minister to.

Catsmeow, the original, the one and only, the magnificent - the Queen of Felines (and drama) - Her Royal Weirdness, the Catsmeow (oops I  forgot - I renounced my career as a comedian; back to litter duty)