I know that even though I’m going to mess up, and I’m going to have issues, and I’m going to struggle with my own problems, I have someone to turn to. Can I be that way for others, or am I too judgmental?
It would be so cool to feel like I could walk down the street and be loved for who I stand for. I wish that I could walk up to people, and they would know I stand for Jesus but not be wary of me. Now they say, “Oh, here we go, Bible thumper guy.” Or they say, “You know what, I hate you Christians because of how you act.”
Christ was loved by the majority of people that He walked around with, but His followers now are not.
There are times when people want to go to a Christian and ask for help. These are people with nowhere else to go. They’re struggling. They think, “Maybe he’ll pray for me. Maybe he can help me.” How do you think they feel when they go to that Christian, and instead of getting love and help, they get judged?
They feel the same way you would. There is immediate anger.
People are asking for help and they’re getting judged! We’re not helping them. We’re just telling them how bad they are. It happens to me. God’s Spirit is in me, but sometimes I don’t access it quickly enough. I try to, but sometimes it’s too late or I’m too tired. Sometimes, I just feel like getting mad. I’ve done it! I’ve done it this year.
But there’s no room for that in the Christian life. There’s no grace there. The only person that should be telling anyone how bad they are is the guy who said, “Who’s going to cast the first stone?” That’s the only guy that has a right to say anything to anybody. No one else.
And that guy? Jesus? Sinners loved him. I’m talking about the outsiders, people that were considered outcasts and evil. They loved that guy. That really intrigues me. I’m intrigued by a guy that walked the earth, so deeply loved by so many people. I fear that I would have been one of the religious leaders or authorities rejecting Jesus even though I believed in His father. I fear that I would have been one of the ones refusing to believe in who He is or be around Him. What if I had been one of the ones judging Him? I’m afraid of that.
I’m trying to change the public’s perception of Christians. I think a Christian should be someone that walks in love and simply loves his neighbor as himself. I crave to be able to look at everybody the same way, to love on them, to be able to help and encourage them and to let them see the Spirit because I am there.
It’s so hard to do, but I try to do the best I can. I try not to judge, and when I do, I try to remember to replace that judgment with love and encouragement. I think I do it better now than I’ve ever done it before. I’m nowhere near where I need to be, but I’m starting to understand these concepts.