Robert Kirby is a columnist for the Salt Lake Tribute. I don’t really know anything about him other than the fact that his columns seem to be commentaries with a bit of humour. One of his recent ones is about some of the “surprises” you find when studying Church history. I love reading the stories… warts and all. It never bothers me. I find it interesting, and if anything, it strengthens my testimony to know that these leaders were just men. They were trying to do what the Lord wanted them to do, but were influenced by family, friends, society, and more, and therefore sometimes made mistakes.
Anyway, Mr. Kirby has the following gem in that recent commentary:
Making a church is like making a hamburger. It’s all so yummy when presented in a bun on a plate — and something altogether different when you consider the back story involves bashing one of God’s simplest creatures in the head with a hammer.
Love it! It isn’t the most beautiful comparison, but is seems quite fitting. I love a good hamburger. I understand that in order to get that meat to my plate, sometimes things aren’t pretty, but the end result is tasty. I guess in a way the Church is kind of like that. Through the growing pains, and assimilation into the surrounding culture, things haven’t always been pretty, but the Church provides me with the bread of life, and the end result is good.
(I realize that this is a simplistic analogy. The things that have happened in Church history are much more complex. I’m just commenting that it is an interesting comparison, and one that I’ve never thought of before)