I’m writing today to those of you who have been burned by “the church” at some point in your life. And what I want to say is I’m sorry. Because I am the Church. While I have never intended to bring harm or pain to another, I imagine I have. I imagine there is someone who thinks I did them wrong at some point. They might even hold a grudge and have now chosen to leave the church all together because of something I did. But if I could say one thing to you, I would say that no one is perfect. I don’t mean that as a cop out by any means. The reason I say it is because it’s true. Yes, I believe that my husband and I have been called into full-time vocational ministry. With that calling comes a great responsibility that we respect. But, we are still flawed. Still imperfect. Still seeking God. I will still lose my temper with my children. I will still pass judgment on someone. I will still gossip. I will still act in ways that are not Christlike. These acts are not something I plan. Quite the contrary. I actually strive NOT to do them, but still do on a daily basis. And I hate that. While there are many men and women in the Church who have impure hearts and motives, most of them just want to serve Jesus. And they are doing it to the very best of their human abilities. So please forgive them. And forgive me. And turn back to the One True God who will never let you down.