Passing judgement on others. It’s so easy. I do it a lot. Last night my husband said to me, “We should be home just in time to make fun of all the news people.” It’s pretty much what we do for entertainment. Wrong, I know. But hey, we don’t get out much.
Today I got a little dose of my own medicine. Someone has passed some judgement on me by what was seen. Knowing nothing of the details. I truly believe Christians are the worst at this. I can say this because I am a Christian. There. I said it. I. Am. A Christian. And get this. I have tattoos. <GASP!> UNFOLLOW!! Yes. I also follow tattoo artists on social media. DOUBLE UNFOLLOW!!
Guess what my fellow Christians? Yesterday I was in a tattoo chair and had a conversation with a man who wasn’t a Christian about my beliefs in Jesus. What? Yes. He also has a child with special needs too. Deep conversation happened in a tattoo chair. Several hours stuck face to face with a stranger led to the chance to tell him … ‘I get it. Special needs can be dang difficult. And here I am on Facebook if you have a question.’ Some of his Facebook is hard to look at for me. So I don’t. Facebook has options for that. But if I unfriend him (like my fellow Christian did to me) and he has a question, then what? Door shut.
Yeah, it’s a tough world. I won’t be looking for it. But if we Christians continue to shut ourselves in our little boxes because we don’t like something about the non-Christians, then who is telling them about the hope they can have in Jesus? This guy’s world is tough. But so is special needs. My husband asked how does someone handle special needs without the hope of Jesus? I just don’t know. That has got to be the toughest.
I pass judgement constantly. Seeing someone pass judgement on my little tattoo day felt silly. No wonder non-Christians don’t want anything to do with us. I am the worst when it comes to passing judgement. But maybe I should be making more of an effort to stop.