From Herman Cain and his short lived campaign to Santorum and his beloved sweater vests honestly, I couldn't be more ready for this whole thing to be a done deal. I know I speak for a lot of people when I say that...
This isn't fun.
I've been stretched and tested and driven to search my own heart in order to decide how I feel about issues, big and small. I know many others have been driven to do the same thing, which is as it should be. But I've really been surprised and frankly a little disappointed.
Hold up, before you shake your head and dust off your soapbox because I dared to be disappointed in how someone exercised their freedom to vote (or didn't....) that's really not what I'm referring to. What I'm referring to are the chinks this scenario has shown in our proverbial armor.
Friends, we're called to speak the truth in love. Not in sarcasm, not in condescension, not in anger or self-righteousness. We aren't called to blast others away with our high-powered doctrine.
Let me put it differently...I'm not called to blast people away with my high-powered doctrine.
For the last few months I've seen condescension and harsh words between people who profess to be followers of Christ, I've seen an eagerness to judge heart motives time and time again. Finger pointing at those who don't fit the other person's model of the right political decision making process and oftentimes just a general disgust with those who feel differently.
I'm guilty of not acting in a loving way. I'm guilty of thinking I have a bead on a person's motives when in reality God is the only one who can that. I can't even know my own heart fully...(apparently I get tripped up by the realization that I'm not all-knowing...huh)
It's the night of the election, but what I'm realizing is that this way of behaving is simply the result of some pressure.
That means that it's in there, and the end of an election won't change what's in our hearts.
It is my prayer that we will exhort one another, we will treat others how we would want to be treated and that above all we would speak the truth when it needs to be spoken but that it would always be done in love.
Slow to speak, quick to listen, slow to wrath, a soft answer, not provoking one another.
This is what I want to see coming out of my own heart.
Also I'm going to make a batch of chocolate chip cookies. Because.
That's all.
Love to you my friends,
Rae
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