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| I'm not perfect. |
I've been faced with a big obstacle the past few weeks. When
I was a kid, I was always told you had a choice; there are two roads you can
take: the high road, or the low road. I've had to make that choice a lot
lately.
Something I've noticed a lot amongst my fellow classmates is
judgment. Before I go into my rant, I would like to clarify something:
I am not perfect.
I have never claimed to be perfect.
I have judged people before I even knew them and I still do
it to this day.
But I'm working to be better.
Here in the "Bible Belt", kids my age and their
families have their religion close to their heart. They read the bible daily,
memorize scriptures, they get involved in their youth groups and so forth.
I believe in God. I believe that Jesus died on the cross
because
he loves me.
But I sin every day. And I admit to my sins.
I cuss.
I gossip.
I disrespect my parents occasionally.
And I've some things that I've admitted to myself, but don't
want to admit out loud because I am ashamed.
And right now, at this very moment, I know that God still
loves me, even after doing all of this.
I know
God is the only one who can judge me, forgive me, and
save me.
I believe in this, and I've barely memorized a single scripture.
Okay, Emma, get to the point...
My point is I've seen so many people doing the judging
themselves. Doing God's job for him. I've heard people damning others to Hell
because they don't attend church every week. Catty girls and hateful
"Christians" have spread rumors and harmful words to others about
fellow teens, kids who sit next to them at class or at their lunch table, and
these people haven't even said one word to that person they're talking so
hatefully about. These people literally don't know them whatsoever.
I know,
because I've been that person they talk about.
Why? Why do they believe they know better than God?
Christians are supposed to be welcoming and understanding and open-minded and
loving. Lately, I've been disappointed in my fellow Christians.
Again, I'm definitely no Saint. But I never said one bad
thing about that person. Simply because I have no idea who they are. Is
that so crazy?
I have been the one to say the hurtful words, though. I was
a person who judged another quicker than you can snap your fingers simply by
looking at them. But I've realized how ridiculous this is. It's simply immature.
I've learned, and I'm working to better myself.
To those who judge and have no learned:
Stop.
You don't know their story.
That person could be struggling.
That person could be lost in their faith.
That person might not have many friends.
That person may have insecurities.
How would I know?
I've been that person.
But I'm not now.
I would like to shout-out to my wonderful new friends at SFA
Youth Group. Without you guys, I wouldn't feel so welcome.
I love our Sunday nights.

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