[“Church Without…” is a series of think-pieces designed to slowly deconstruct what we think is essential to having church and to call attention to the hidden barriers we’ve erected between ourselves and the Great Commission.]
I’m six-foot and three-inches tall. You’d think that would mean that I live without a lot of limitations. I can get anything I want off the top shelf of the cabinet. I can ride all the roller coasters I want—I don’t, by the way, cause I’m afraid of them—and I never get lost in a crowd.
And yet, I can’t find pants that fit my elongated and enlarged frame.