Here is a timely, and excellent article from my friend Mac Richard. I couldn’t say it any better, so hear it from Mac . . .
The army of God is the only one who shoots its own wounded.
That statement hits just a little too close to home. Not because of wrongs I’ve suffered or wounds I’ve received, though. It hits so close because of wrongs I’ve committed and wounds I’ve inflicted. I’ve done it: Judging another person by deciding in my own mind what their motives, insecurities, and intentions are based solely on what they do.
When God chose David as the second king of Israel, he told Samuel during the vetting process that it’s people who judge by appearances, but God examines the heart (1 Sam. 16:7). Whenever I have judged exclusively by externals, I’ve noticed that I’m excluding several significant internal realities:
- The actual heart condition of the other person. Jeremiah 17:9 says that no one can understand the heart. That’s God’s job.
- Hurt people hurt people. Whenever someone lashes out or attacks someone else for no reason they are responding out of their own woundedness. MONSTER CAVEAT: Explaining their attack in NO WAY excuses it.
- It’s possible–just possible–that I don’t have all the facts. Maybe, just maybe, that person has genuinely prayed and sought God’s heart and is following the leading God gave her. Maybe, there’s a calling on her life that I can’t or haven’t yet considered that would explain why she does what she does.
- Judging others’ judgmentalism is…oh, what’s the word?…judgmental! I can get haughty in a hurry when I’ve been wronged or someone close to me has been wronged.
- The task of judging others has already been assigned–and I didn’t get the gig. God promises that He will set everything to rights. He will account for every injustice, from the Holocaust to my haughtiness and everything in between.
- Judging others wastes time that I will be held accountable for what I DO with it. A lot of people don’t yet know Jesus and the extravagance of his love. What in the world am I doing wasting a nano-second on a job that’s not mine? Lives are at stake.
Tomorrow, I’ll post about judgmentalism’s beautiful cousin that is separated by a very, very fine line: discernment.
Where do you see judgmentalism rear its hideously ugly, green head in your life?