On Sunday I went to our church’s Carol service in the evening, where I met again a pastor who works full time as a hospital chaplain. He has not been attending church regularly for some time and I took the opportunity to have a chat with him. His response was “It’s too glib. With all the shit I have to put up with at work and in my own life, I just couldn’t take it”
To me, Christians should be honest about things and if the services are too glib, and I must admit that there are times I think that they are, then we need to get real. WE ought to be alongside the folks who are hurting, binding the wounds and helping them from getting into situations where they get wounded. This of course means telling it like it is. So no resources on cohabitation, but rather sound biblical teaching on where God considers a sexual relationship appropriate and clear teaching on god’s view of when it is not appropriate, as laid down in Scripture. It means clear teaching on how we should behave, so explaining the Scriptural injunction against gossip as well as the more popularly condemned sins.
But it also means telling ourselves about the times that God requires us to celebrate too. Giving thanks for the safe gathering of the harvest, not because we in the West will starve if it is a poor harvest, but because our brothers and sisters in poorer countries will.
At Christmas we remember the Incarnation, God sent His only Son to take on human flesh and live as we live, except without sin. After Jesus came to Earth, it ceased to be theoretical for God. His Son was here on Earth. He tasted death. Thank God that death could not hold Him.