I got a snapshot of why some folks look upon Christians with disdain.
Stick with me here and allow me to paint a word picture of how it played out.
This week as I was leaving the coffee shop, I found myself playing chicken with another driver. As I was weaving my way through the parking lot, another driver came from around the corner. The driver, (a female, darn it!) made a wide right turn planting herself on my side of the lane.
She continued moving forward towards me, not even trying to get back in her own lane. Having no place to go, I stopped. Surely she saw me, I was only a few feet from her.
In turn, she also stopped.
Lady, what are you thinking? What do you want me to do?
Finally, smiling, she turned into a parking space. That’s when I saw what was written on the drivers’ door. Get this…
Honey, if that’s the way you drive, you need prayer. (This is precisely why I don’t place Christian anything on my car…I don’t want my driving to jade the faith of others)
So why am I telling you this? My better sense tells me I shouldn’t because you may know this individual.
I have come to believe we live out what has been entered into our memory banks. This is why we need to be mindful of the places we go and the things we do.
Without uttering a word, actions speak loudly. Especially stupid ones.
I recall my aunt would present her good intentions, but sadly she fell short in her own eyes because her actions were lacking. A friend says words matter, and they do. But actions is where the rubber meets the road.
Hopefully not as vividly as the lady I spoke of above. But you get my drift. It may be the only Bible some people will see.
As far as the Christian faith I mentioned, this is why so many cling to this guy, Jesus, who devoted his life pointing others to his dad. To the extent of a horrific death suspended on a cross, taking the blame for the evil in this world.
All that so that everyone could have direct access to his dad…through prayer. Just as that lady was endorsing. Not to mention the perks that come with that. Stuff like, protection and a peace beyond what you can imagine, on a daily basis.
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It’s all about that guy and his love for us. But this problem cannot be simplified by a bumper sticker any more than cultural or political system. The hard news is it is our willful hearts that are the crux of the issue … and the issue he died for. Ugh.
You are so right!