I am pleased to be the minister of a Christian church which includes quite a few active members and participants who don’t call themselves Christians. It’s a very good sign. It means that there is room for people to be fully involved in our community, very comfortable here, without having to hang any particular religious label on themselves. This adds to the rich diversity of our community.
It also gives us an opportunity to reflect on what it means to be a Christian – or not. It’s probably no surprise for me to say that indeed, I am one. I’ve been told repeatedly that since I do not accept the literal truth of the resurrection or the miracles of Jesus, it’s impossible for me to claim to be a Christian. But such challenges really do roll right off of my Christian head, arms, hands, legs, feet, and toes. There’s really no doubt within me at all that I’m a Christian.
But Christian as even my chromosomes seem to be to me, I don’t think of being a Christian as a very big deal. This identity is undeniable, but it isn’t what matters. What matters is how I follow the road of Jesus. What matters is whether or not I practice the compassion, seek the justice, and work for the peace of the Christ. What matters is whether and how I directly experience the love that is God. And of course you can do these things without being a Christian! Whether or not you or I am a Christian is a relatively trivial concern. It’s just a label -- a shallow, transitory definition that says only a little about who we are. It’s the wrapping paper, not the present. Christian identity is cheap. But Christian practice can cost you your life.
Cheap as it is, though, it has some utility. My Christian identity helps me to learn much from Muslims, Buddhists, Hindus, and others. Being distinctly Christian has helped me discover the universal spiritual experience that transcends the boundaries of all religions. To claim your Christian identity doesn’t have to prejudice you against other religions. On the contrary, it can be a useful starting point for discovering and exploring other faiths, honoring the possibility that they could be as valid and good as our own.
And our religious identity offers access for others into the realm of the spirit. My Christian identity, at its best, is an invitation to others to explore what is good and useful the Christian tradition. Sure, there’s plenty about my religion that is embarrassing and downright dreadful. But the mystical wisdom, the treasury of spiritual experience, the sublime music, art, and architecture, the layers of significance in the scriptures – it’s staggering. If I can be a doorway into the storehouse of these spiritual riches, let me swing wide for those who wish to enter.
To those of us who claim to be Christians, I suggest that we make the best use of our religious identity while wearing it lightly. To those who don’t call themselves Christians, but are following the Christ as seriously as any of us for whom the label fits, I say – thank God for being living reminders that the contents matter more than the package.
“Have this mind among yourselves, which is yours in Christ Jesus, who, though he was in the form of God, did not count equality with God a thing to be grasped, but emptied himself, taking the form of a servant, being born in the likeness of men.” (Philippians 2: 5-7)
In this passage, Saint Paul reminds us that Jesus himself wasn’t much concerned with his religious identity. He was focused entirely on the path he was walking, not on the divine names ascribed to him because he walked it. Jesus didn’t think of himself as a Christian. So those of you who follow his way but don’t think of yourselves as Christians are in excellent company!