I know what I want to say with this post, I just don’t know how to get there. So I think I’ll just ramble until I get there. Brace yourself, this could be a long one.
About a year ago I was laying in my bed. I was in the middle of a mental rant to myself. I had noticed all these “friends”” of mine living double lives. They would proclaim Christ to their family and certain friends, then go out and get drunk almost every night, or do drugs, or have sex. I was in the process of complaining and doubting. I was wondering what kind of God would love people like that? What kind of God would allow those people to proclaim his name? About this time I heard a voice say: “you’re no better.”
I remember this moment so clearly because I am convinced it was the only time I have heard the voice of God. I have no idea where that voice came from. I was too busy judging people to arrive at that conclusion on my own. But when I heard that voice I froze for several minutes. My mind went blank. My train of thought immediately stopped. But, of course, the voice was right.
Last night I went to an Alpha Omega meeting, which is a college ministry that meets at a church near where I attend school. The pastor was talking about having your foundations in God and not other things. He said something along the lines of those who get drunk and do drugs, I question where your foundations are.I immediately started thinking about (and judging) someone in the room that I know drinks, when I was reminded of that voice. “You’re no better.” Once again I was forced to admit how judgmental and wrong I am.
Sure, they may not have their foundations in the right place, but neither do I. I’m often too focused on girls than God. I’m often to concerned with trying to be the most knowledgeable about the Bible, which I think makes me better than all those drunkards. But Jesus hung out with drunkards. He hung out with prostitutes and thieves. However, he did not hang out with the pharisees, the most Biblically knowledgeable people ever. Who am I to quickly judge all those I think are living a life of sin, when in fact I am completely in sin, also?
We had a time of prayer after that sermon and I prayed for God to help me be less judgmental and more accepting. The band ended the time of prayer by singing: “How deep the Father’s love for us. How vast beyond all measure. That He would give His only Son to make a wretch His treasure.” I just sat and chuckled to myself. It is amazing how God knows exactly what I need to hear at that exact moment. Later on in the song it says: “It was my sin that held Him there, until it was accomplished.” Not the sin of the ones who are worse than me, but my sin. I nailed Jesus on that cross with my sin. I made Him stay there.
Jesus does not love me because I don’t drink, have sex, or do drugs. Jesus doesn’t love me because I know a lot about the Bible. Jesus doesn’t not love you because you drink, or have sex, or do drugs. Jesus loves us because we are His sons and daughters. We are His and He loves us all equally.
I need to remember to never again be judgmental because everyone is struggling with something different and everyone is equally at fault with God, yet He loves us all equally. The next time I judge I will remember that small voice: “You’re no better.”