I was thinking about a speech Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. gave where he stated that he was proud to be maladjusted to things like social injustice. I like that terminology. I am also proud to be maladjusted to this world that doesn’t work and to the church when there’s too much world and not enough Word.
I want to be maladjusted to superficial relationships and fair-weather friends and to me when I am both of these.
I want to be maladjusted to when the most exclusive social circles are in church settings.
I want to be maladjusted to inauthenticity in myself and others instead of compassionately bearing one another’s burdens.
I want to be maladjusted to looking out for my own interests as I walk right past the broken and hurting without even seeing them.
I want to be maladjusted to thinking that spiritual problems can have political answers.
I want to be maladjusted to giving God my leftovers and not laying down my life for the Kingdom of Christ.
I want to be maladjusted to a self-sufficient American Church who relies on their own talents, abilities and strategies and does not cry out to the Holy Spirit out of utter need and dependency.
I want to be maladjusted to commitment-phobic Christianity when other Christians around the world are willing to pay with their lives for the privilege of what we take for granted on a daily basis.
I want to be maladjusted to anything less than building-shaking, fire-falling, Spirit-drenched revival among God’s people.
I want to be maladjusted to this world and not try to fit in, but instead be like my Lord Jesus Christ.
As always, I believe. Help my unbelief.