Several Christian denominations claim to be the one true Church. So, what is the true Church?
The true Church consists of all the human beings scattered across the planet who love, follow, and consistently seek to obey the living, resurrected Jesus Christ. The true Church is a living, spiritual organism. It is not a religious organization. It is manifested whenever and wherever two or more of its members gather in spiritual fellowship. A great many members of the true Church also belong to a religious denomination or organization.
Here is an experience I once had with the true Church: You don’t shoot salesmen, do you?” asked a 20 year old white boy as he stood on a black man’s front porch in Columbus, Georgia during the racial uprising of the summer of 1971. The smiling white boy was wearing a T-shirt, shorts, and sandals; and holding a sample copy of Ebony’s Pictorial History of Black America.
“Oh no! No Sir! We don’t shoot salesmen. Come on in here.” said the black man. The white boy warmly shook the black man’s hand as he walked into the living room and asked, “May I sit down?”
“Have a seat.” the black man said and pointed to a couch covered with clear plastic. Above the couch was a picture of three men; Martin Luther King, Jr., President Kennedy, and Bobby Kennedy. Beside that was a picture of a black Jesus.
The white boy sat down and began to flip through the pages of Ebony’s Black History. He showed pictures of slavery, lynching, segregation, police dogs, Madame C. J. Walker, Jackie Robinson, and even the Jackson Five.
Somewhere during the sales presentation the white boy asked the black man if he knew Jesus as his Savior. The black man smiled from ear-to-ear and said; “I couldn’t have made it without Jesus!”
“The white boy said: “I love Him too!” He put down the Ebony sample book and they began to talk excitedly about “sweet Jesus.” Before long they were holding hands and praying for each other.
Then they embraced warmly, both wiping away tears. When the white boy left, the black man said, “You be careful, Son!” The white boy said, “Thank you, brother. ”
This happened to me many times a day that summer as I sold black history books door-to-door in the middle of a racial uprising in Columbus, Georgia. Many times I would be showing my book and find out my prospect was a Christian. I would lay the book down and have wonderful fellowship with my Christian brother or sister. We would testify about God’s work in our lives and pray for each other, sometimes for hours. I was always amazed at the kinship and love we “strangers” felt for each other.
The true Church always springs to life when two or more Christians freely open their hearts to each other. Try it!