Churches aren’t supposed to have cliques. In fact, in an ideal world, most people would agree that there would be no such thing as a clique. Not at home. Not at school. Not in a dome. Not in a pool. Not near, not far, not here, not there, not anywhere. You get it. I can’t count the number of Christians I’ve heard wondering why people can’t just get along, why they have to group together and group apart, as if this isn’t allowed in a church. After all, we’re all part of the body of Christ, right?
The problem with that assumption is that its foundation rests on this faulty equation: love = like. But this is comparing apples to oranges. Love is an action. Like is a feeling. That’s why it’s possible to love our enemies, but not necessarily want to be buddies with them. (Does this sound familiar? It’s going to come up a lot)
If you think about it, the fact that so many totally incompatible people can come together every week to serve each other and to worship God is kind of more beautiful than if we were all just naturally best friends. The gospel spans countries and personalities. Whether or not you get along well with the person who sits in the pew next to you, your mutual love of Christ binds you in a way that nothing else can.
So don’t feel guilty if you don’t like everyone you give an obligatory greeting to on Sunday morning. The important thing is that you love them.