Last Sunday, one of our pastors shared that if he were going out to eat with a friend who didn’t drink, he most certainly wouldn’t either.

But if he was going out with a friend who prided himself on not drinking as if he had won some sort of Christianity contest (my words, not his), he’d definitely order a beer and get down to the business of unearthing the bitter root in his friend’s heart for the sake of pointing him down the road of repentance.

This was on the heels of sharing about Paul’s ministry, his devotion to the Lord by becoming all things to all people (1 Corinthians 9:22).

It’s not developing a blind eye to our own morality. Quite the contrary. Instead, it’s the willingness to not be so human in order to understand and empathize with those who see the world differently (i.e. everybody considering we all walk in a different pair of shoes).

This has been my prayer for a quite a while now. I’ve talked in the past about my own bout with pride – my seemingly ever-present struggle to be the good girl, the perfect girl, the one who never breaks the rules.

But Jesus, sometimes, broke the world’s rules, not for the sake of being a trouble maker but for the sake of righting our hearts.

And that’s what I’ve prayed for. That I’d stop making all of this about me so much, and that God will help me to see His children as He does Himself.

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