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Finger Pointer

One of our pastor's posted the following quote: "Your job is not to judge. Your job is not to figure out if someone deserves something. Your job is to lift the fallen, to restore the broken, and to heal the hurting." This. This is it right here. We have lost sight of what our role is. We use Scripture as the wrong kind of weapon. Don't tell people how wrong they are. Tell them His truth. Jesus is not a finger pointer.

Some hot topic comes out and we immediately throw the religion card. While I do stand firm in my beliefs and know that they are my "weapon" of choice, they are not meant to be flung as stones shattering the person standing before me.

"Instead, speaking the truth in love, we will grow to become in every respect the mature body of him who is the head, that is, Christ." Ephesians 4:15

We don't even have to go to the place of judgment. There's no need to give our opinion. All we need to do is fill our hearts and our words with love say what Jesus said. It's all in there; the Bible that is. You can pick any topic and find something written about it in the Bible. We don't need to have an attitude or a stance or decide if we are Democrat or Republic. We just have to decide that His Word has more meaning and more impact than our own.

A friend told her story the other day. She was speaking about a time in her life when she felt the need to defend the truth. She shared some advice she received that was so poignant. The advice equated truth to a lion. A lion doesn't need defending. Neither does God's truth. Speak it out loud and it will defend itself.

"Then you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free." John 8:32

There is freedom in God's Word: freedom from so many things especially freedom from being on the defense. Once we believe and live out His Word speaking His truths bolding in love, there is no need to defend on our own accord.

Don't be a finger pointer. Jesus never was.

"A new commandment I give to you, that you love one another, even as I have loved you, that you also love one another. By this all men will know that you are My disciples, if you have love for one another." John 13:35

Love & Blessings,
Meg
A recovering finger pointer.

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