I'm a Christian. What does that mean? I love God. I follow His holy Word known as the Bible. I listen to Christian music (which doesn't always say God's name or Jesus'), and I pray whether audibly or just as a mantra in my head. I try to not criticize others or judge their hearts. Judgment is God's job at the end of all things. I'm not perfect, nor do I think anyone other than Jesus was or is or ever will be. I don't have all the answers and I still ask myself many a question. But I have faith - which is where the heart of my "religion" comes from.
What's this post got to do with anything?
We're a sick, twisted and horrid race. Humans, I mean. And not just 'cause we're sinners. It's more that we are so ready to jump onto someone else, judge someone else, blame someone else, that we're in a state of civil war. It doesn't seem like war because we haven't resorted to physical violence. Yet. Political parties are literally at one another's throats verbally. Christians attack other Christians for so many different reasons, it's staggering and mind-boggling. Saying "I'm a Christian" has gone from being a good thing to being offensive.
Everything is awesome, and no one is happy.
The blind scream atrocities at the arrogant and the arrogant call the blind dumb. The lost cry out for more 'stuff' when at the heart of their cry is a yearning for their brokenness to be healed by the only thing that can heal it. Those that are meant to be lighthouses are becoming battery-dead flashlights that flicker in a moment or two of a good whacking. Those who follow idols (sins of any sort), are marching across this world as leaders and those attempting to follow righteousness hide in small corners, saying they shouldn't be loud.
Up is down and down is up. Wrong is right and right is wrong. The ones drowning kill the lifeguards as inexperienced swimmers with floaties try to rescue those wandering off at sea. Those with megaphones scream falsehoods and paint backwards pictures of truth while the would-be disciples take the brunt of the hit.
All of these metaphors are my frustrations at the moment. I apologize for those that have no interest in reading this. But I have to say something now or I'll bust. We're so busy accusing someone else of their sin that we can't even begin to recognize our own. No wonder people stick their fingers in their ears and go "LA LA LA" whenever the word "Christian" is uttered. We've become mirrors of those we're meant to be leading to Christ. And that's another thing - we've forgotten that Christ is the one it's all about. We're so busy thinking that we've done all this stuff ("Saving someone", "doing mission work", "knowing scripture"), that we've lost sight of the reason for our being here. We're meant to help lead other sheep to the shepherd, not try to take the shepherd's staff and lead the sheep on our own. All you get are a bunch of wandering sheep with the shepherd still trying to get them on track.
*Deep breath*
Alright. I'm done. None of this made sense to anyone else but me.
Currently reading: Hood by Stephen Lawhead
Currently listening to: "Me Without You" by TobyMac
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