Why do we sleep? Why do we eat? Why do we breathe? The answer to all these is simple and obvious. To keep us alive...right?
Those aren't the questions that have been bothering me lately because those are clear...right? The ones that are invading my thought life are: Why do we look down on others because their different? Why do we laugh when someone messes up? Why do we rejoice when sinners are judged? Are these things right? My selfish answer is YES! These are completely right and justified. If a person doesn't meet up to my standard and way of life, then they are obviously inferior and deserved to be mocked.
WHAT?!?! If this was the way life should be lived than an all mighty, loving, unchangeable God would be laughing at us! He would sit back in heaven and mock us to shame everyday of our lives. But does He? NO. There is a standard that no human being can attain, but our wonderful Savior sits in heaven and watches over us, not mocks us! When we are different, Christ is helping us change. When we mess up, Christ picks us up, dusts us off, and sets us back on the right path. So, if we're here on earth to bring glory to God and be more like Christ, than why do we feel like we can laugh at, scorn, and mock others?
So why do we eat, sleep, and breathe? To live? NO. To bring glory to our God.
1 Corinthians 10:31 - Whether ye eat, or drink, or whatsoever you do. Do ALL to the glory of God.
4 comments:
nicely said....it's so easy to find the weaknesses in others, and not so much in myself. i wonder, maybe when we get to heaven the people we think are strange may be the very people who never were all along....:) that would be very funny i think.
I love how for everyplace I screw up, Christ succeeded. Everytime I botched it, Christ didn't.
He's lived a perfect life for me. In one sense, that's why I'm damned, but in another, that's why (b/c of Him) I can live a life that is carefree before the Lord.
and then if we were the strange ones. that may be some of the tears we will experience?
sad to say we find some kind of personal satisfaction in being "better" than someone else. but who makes the rules about being better? as the old hymn sings, "for such a worm as I" worms don't have much business making fun of others.
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