And without love, our discussions and debates and polemics are
just clanging cymbals that hurt the ears of God.
I am ashamed of the bumper stickers, the t - shirts, the logos, the fog machines, the light shows, the celebrities, and that paralyzing fear of Silence we're so bound and determined to avoid that we keep shouting and shouting and shouting at one another till our words are
just clanging cymbals echoing off church walls.
They are
just clanging cymbals, distracting us from the gentle whisper that affirms what we already know, deep inside: We are known.
Not exact matches
But if I can't love my critics unconditionally, all my talk of missional living and interdenominational cooperation is
just useless noise,
clanging cymbals.