This timeless poem reminds Christians that there are no perfect churches and encourages them to be faithful.
There are no perfect churches. If you ever find one, don’t join it because you will ruin it!
The truth is that we are all sinners saved by grace. Each one of us has a lot of growing to do to become like the Saviour. Churches are like spiritual hospitals, not religious museums. They are full of sinners who have good days and bad days. We are to love, pray for, and encourage one another. Always try to be part of the solution instead of part of the problem.
When you start to get discouraged by the deeds of other church members, remind yourself to put your focus back on Christ. Even the best people will disappoint you at times. Look to God and all will be well.
This timeless poem reminds us that there are no perfect churches. The best you can do is find God’s will, grow where He planted you, and work to make your church the best it can be.
NO PERFECT CHURCH
I think that I shall never see
A church that’s all it ought to be;
A church whose members never stray
Beyond the strait and narrow way;
A church that has no empty pews,
Where all the people pay their dues;
A church whose members always sing
And flock to church when bells do ring.
Such perfect churches there may be,
But none of them are known to me.
But still we’ll work and pray and plan
To make our own the best we can.