most of my adult (i use this term lightly) life i have worked in "full time" ministry. i have known the pain of putting up with some odd christians (southland seems to have a lot of them and they seem to follow me) and working with some pretty cool ones. i have been sheltered i guess you would say. i am not the legalistic type, but i was always around it. i would speak of the "lost" as if i were better than them. i think i did. i learned a lot about life while working at the ministry, but i never felt free. as christians we have a habit of judging. we speak of love yet show very little. we speak of the sinners and the hell that they are going to enjoy at the end of time. a sad way to think and far from Christ.
now that i am no longer with the mission i have found myself working in the "world" and i love it! i work at a hardware store (odd isn't it...well you should have seen me as a P.E. teacher) with some very cool people. they are not "christians" yet they love more than anyone i have ever met. my first day everyone came out to meet me. even the lumber yard men (i was scared of them). day after day i learn something new about these people. their lives and there faults. they learn mine too. i finally believe i am learning what it means to be Jesus. i am finally learning to live in this world and walk in it. the "lost" doesn't seem so lost anymore and i have found freedom from the judging eye of christians.
i admit... this was a little serious. sorry. it was the only thing on my mind at the time. i promise to start talking about body hair and farting. i have yet to show you the bodily functions side of me. i always heard "love can be understood in any language", but i believe it is farting. even a french man would laugh at a fart.