Yeah, I said it. And it's 11:50pm and I can't sleep cuz I'm writing this stuff in my head and I've gotta get it out.
Being nice sucks. And I'm a Christ-follower. So what's a girl to do?
Sometimes I just wanna let loose and tell 'em what I really think. Call 'em on the mat and tell 'em they're stupid. They're blowing it. They've got everything they could hope for but they're headed toward the precipice at full speed and they just don't care. I hate it that they just don't care. And I wanna call 'em out for taking advantage of people and say that their excuses are bullshit.
There, I said it. Bullshit!
But how do I say that...nicely? How do I say that and still maintain that I love Jesus? Do I blow it all out of my heart by throwing snowballs at trees? Do I put on a sweet-girl smile and gently reveal bits of the truth, kindly, so that I don't offend?
What am I allowed to do Lord? You called the Pharisees dogs? Didn't You? But You didn't sin. And surely You were trying to win them to Yourself? Or is this where tough-love comes in? Where sometimes people don't hear us nice Christians because we don't get in their faces and hold up a mirror. What were "swear words" back in Your day? How did You shock people off the cliff-edge?
I know You loved 'em off. Maybe it hurts tonight cuz I know that some folks just don't care. And maybe never will. But what's my role? Where does love keep her mouth shut and when does she let loose and tell 'em they're full of...
Can calling it for what it is glorify You? Sigh.
Maybe now I can sleep. Anyone out there? Somewhere in the dark? Barely morning.
5 comments:
thank you, kid! get them!!
Caleb T from facebook writes: Hey, I read your rant, good stuff. I TOTALLY get you! On a related note, I invite you to check out my messages on forgiveness...it's not your typical pious forgiveness sermonizing. God bless you, take care, and watch your damn mouth ;-)
Betty W says via email: I checked your blog tonight, by the way. Wow, you were really thinking things over, big time. Way to speak your heart, Mimmy.
That's the struggle "bchungdmd"...it's too easy to choose the vindictive, let-'em-rot kinda attitude. My heart is wicked, but in choosing to serve Jesus rather than self/evil, I know He wants me to love them. Feelings are neither right nor wrong. Using self-control (with God's help) to not bash in their door and lash out at them...that's the loving thing to do. Doesn't mean I won't talk to them about my struggle...just doing it with salt, instead of acid.
A pastor once told his congregation that thousands of children die every day from hunger, and that in this day and age those kind of statistics are bullshit.
People gasped. Mouths dropped open.
Then the pastor pointed out that what was really troubling was that everyone was more concerned about his language than those thousands of children.
Good post, potty mouth.
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