Popping the Christian Bubble

Once upon a time, I was the type of homeschool mom that felt like a fraud.

We owned electronics, hardly had any clue who Charlotte Mason was, and were somewhat familiar with things like bugs and plants existing although not actually having the slightest idea they had any other names than that of "bug" or "plant."

(Why make things complicated?)

But then we unwittingly got absorbed in homeschool culture, and like with anything in life, there was a lot of good to be had.

But there was also this Christian bubble that felt strongly formed around me, which threw me off a bit being a former atheist raising an ADHD daughter who hardly knows the difference between poison oak and a tulip.

(Totally her mother's fault.)

Seeing that my baby Christian self used to play the "why is everyone holier than me?" game, it came as quite a surprise learning that surrounding yourself only with those who are just like you doesn't always equate to holiness.

In fact, Jesus came to heal the sick (Luke 5:31-32), and if we don't spend time with those craving His healing power (whether they're aware that this is what's missing in their lives or not), we essentially become...well...kind of like a cult.

(And I don't know about you, but I'm not much of a fan of Kool-Aid...too many preservatives.)

Fellowship is important, don't get me wrong. If I didn't surround myself with fellow Jesus followers, life would feel pretty bleak. But the thing is, I surround myself with all types of Jesus followers, and in doing so, I'm not tempted to bar my doors and windows and go on a YouTube Music deleting rampage when my daughter reminds me that Cardi B. does, in fact, still exist.

(I just throw on a little Spice Girls and dry heave into a bag. Problem solved.)

Ultimately, we can all be children of God when we surrender and submit. And in order to seek out the hurting and love them thoroughly (reminding them in the process how much Jesus loves them too) then we have to have Scripture and our fellow brothers and sisters as our touchstones, pointing to our firm foundation in Jesus, and prepare ourselves to pop the Christian bubble that keeps us from the ones who need Him most.

Kind of like a butterfly breaking free from its stifling cocoon. I mean, that's like a bug, right?

Yes, Ericka. Yes, it is.