I wonder why it is that the older I get, the more moderate I become. I used to be so dogmatically sure about so many things and everything was so black and white. Maybe it’s my failing eyesight that paints things in shades of gray.
I will never doubt Jesus, or what He has done in my life, but I am pretty sure that He also gets sick of the Church playing politics, and of human beings acting in a selfish manner.
I often wonder if God is surprised to learn that someone has chosen His stance on political issues for Him, and if that frustrates Him, or just makes Him laugh.
I wonder if He is also mystified by the ingrown body of Christ that is so busy being “Right” (and I do mean “Right” not correct) that they don’t even know that people around them, even in their own congregation, are wondering if they can afford to pay the rent or feed their kids this month.
A church body so busy planning dinners, bigger buildings and catchy sermons that they can’t see the broken people around them. So self righteous that they can’t walk buy the homeless without displaying their disdain or thinking “those that don’t work will not eat”.
I wonder how many of these “perfect people” understand surviving divorce, drug addicted children, untimely death, or loved ones with mental illness. I wonder if they will ever understand or show compassion without judgment until they must experience these things themselves.
I wonder how many still think that the justice system is just and that prejudice is a myth and that life is fair.
I don’t know much these days. I just wonder…
I hope that I continue to mellow. I hope I am learning to see life through the eyes of people who have walked different paths than I have. I hope I can leave judgmental attitudes behind. I hope that one day I can learn to be truly compassionate. I hope that I can do all that without losing sight of the Main thing.
