Authenticity is a trendy word to use these days, especially in the church. In addition to being overused, I would argue that we don’t really love authenticity the way we say we do. If we’re honest (and isn’t that the point of authenticity?), most of us aren’t sure we really want it that bad. Being fully known sounds freeing. It is freeing. But most of us are scared to death of letting others know who we really are inside – our darkest thoughts, our worst secrets, and our deepest fears.
What’s more, we aren’t entirely sure how to handle it when someone is truly authentic. There’s a part of us that admires that person and secretly wishes we had the same level of guts. At the same time, what are we supposed to do with this new information – act like we don’t know about it? Do we really want to know the junk in other people’s lives? Authenticity sounds like a good idea. But there’s a reason it doesn’t happen more often. Maybe we should get to the bottom of that before we spend too much time talking about being authentic.