This is NOT Your Conscience Calling!

This is NOT your Conscience Calling!
Those of you who have known me for a while know very well that I am a big fan of social media. An addict?—No, but I’ll admit it right here in front of God and everybody that I have a definite affinity for people-watching. I love people! I love their quirks, funny quotes, their mundane routines and sometimes even their TMI (too much information) admissions. However, what I do not like is something I am seeing more and more these days and that is those who feel the need to be the “Conscience of the Masses.”

I have watched as those members of the Conscience Police spout out their poisons at someone who cut them off in the parking lot of the grocery store or, God forbid, didn’t get their order right. However, the first time they see someone else complaining about being done wrong, especially if the wronged spouter was a Christian, they weigh in with their two cents. They rail on that Christian relentlessly about how they are supposed to consider the upraising of their bully and why they may be bullying. Sure, hurting people hurt other people; BUT guess what? Christians sometimes have bad days too! We are not perfect beings floating around on some cloud of listless happiness offering everyone a pot shot at us or handing out forgiveness like coupons before its even asked for.

I overheard some un-churched friends of mine one day talking about how they HATE having to deal with a certain woman in town who worked at a prominent business all of us used. My friend’s words (and I quote) were “Celi, I sure hope that woman doesn’t go to your church, because if she does, I will NEVER set foot there. If she’s what a Christian is, I don’t wanna be one! I have gone into that business ten times or more and she has never once even smiled. She just stands there with a perpetual smirk on her face looking down her self-righteous nose at me. I was told she is an established member of a church here in town.” All I could say was, “I’m so sorry… but PLEASE don’t judge all of us by her actions.” Later, I saw that same lady blasting another Christian out on facebook for making an observed judgment conclusion that I totally agreed with. Suddenly, she had found a conscience somewhere in that bitter soul of hers and was enforcing her Christian Political Correctness on someone else.

I was talking to a self-proclaimed church leader the other day and he totally blew my mind. He admitted to interrupting the pastor during his sermon, walking down to the front and telling the entire congregation that he was taking his daughter off the membership and began pouring out details of her private sin. Now, do you think that poor girl will EVER go back to church after THAT? I certainly wouldn’t! I seem to recall the Lord Jesus saying something about casting the first stone? (John 8:7)

My point? As Christians, we have been called to love, teach, baptize, heal and teach some more. What we have NOT been called to do is act as the collective Conscience of everyone around us. Unfortunately, the only things we are sometimes teaching sinners is WHAT NOT TO DO! Yes, sometimes the Lord expects us to use His Word to call it like it is, but that is typically when it pertains to US, NOT others! Jude said it best: “Keep yourselves in the love of God, looking for the mercy of our Lord Jesus Christ unto eternal life. And of some have compassion, making a difference: And others save with fear, pulling them out of the fire; hating even the garment spotted by the flesh.” Jude 21-23

Good Grief!

“ I’m just SO angry with God, Celi – Why is God so unfair?!” said my friend as she sat forcefully down in my office. Actually, I didn’t know what to say in response to that tough question, so I silently prayed for direction and God’s wisdom, because I knew mine would be so insufficient at that moment. I asked her what was wrong and just sat in silence, listening to her pour out her hurtful story as her voice cracked and tears welled in her sincere eyes. “You know my dad has Alzheimers, right? I went to visit him today and he didn’t even know who I was! He asked me who I was and when I told him my name he said, “No you’re not! Little Sandra is running around here playing with the doll we just got her for her sixth birthday. That’s the sweetest little thing and I love her so much. I’m so glad her mother and I were able to buy her that doll. I’m just so happy.” She continued, “He doesn’t even know that I’m NOT little anymore! I am so hurt, Celina, I just don’t know what to think of a God who would allow this.”

Not having a clue what I was about to say to her, I just opened my mouth and was even shocked myself at what came out! “You know, Sandra – Alzheimers is possibly the most merciful thing God can do for some people.” She glared at me and said, “WHAT do you mean?!” At that point, I was really sweating it and wanted to look up to the Lord and say, “Yeah Lord, what exactly DO I mean?!” So I just prayed and kept opening my mouth for the Lord to help this hurting person. “Well, Sandra, think about it – he is RE-LIVING the best time in his life. In his mind, you ARE six years old and running around his legs thanking him for your new baby doll. He is truly happy and in his mind – it’s REALLY happening!” Before she could come across the desk and wop me one across the nose, I continued, “Think about it Sandra, we only get the opportunity to live the good times ONCE… he is living them TWICE! He’s in a state of euphoria, and he’s having the time of his life!”

Suddenly, her demeanor changed from defensive, her facial features went from turmoil to peaceful, and she said “I’ve never thought of it that way. That helps me so much. I’m so glad I talked to you.” I breathed a huge sigh of relief and told her, “I understand that Alzheimers is a horrible disease that robs so many people of their happy memories and depletes their bodies of even basic functions. However, it may help the survivors to understand that most of them really do re-live very happy moments in their minds. I have talked with so many children and care-givers who have lost loved ones to cancers or Alzheimers, etc. Many of them have said the sweetest moments they had during the course of their loved one’s sickness was the times they sat and listened to their loved one ramble on and talk, seemingly without any direction in their thoughts. I listened as one grown daughter talked of how she would cherish the sweet things her mother said as she lay dying of cancer. She said the deepest prayers she had ever heard in her life came from that dying mother. She only wished she could have recorded those golden words. My point to this post is, there can be some good found, even in grief. Grief is a complicated emotional roller coaster, causing its host to laugh one moment and cry bitterly the next. What is important to remember is that, for our own emotional good, we have to look for the goodness in every situation we face.