After you take the time to truly understand another person, when you are intentional about listening with the goal of understanding them, you find they become more human. They’re not a moral monster, a corrupt foe, or some deluded idiot. They are a human being that bears the image of your Creator, just as you do. They have hopes, dreams, and desires, just as you do. And they are pursuing Joy the best way they know how, just as you are.
Pumpkin Spice Latte or not, all new things are only worth enjoying if they channel our love towards Love itself, not the byproduct.
Some days seem they will never end, and some go by too quickly. Our own troubles could reach the sky if we were to name them one by one, and we can most certainly bring these before the Father. Yet, something more promising, more reassuring and pleasant are the cries of God’s people on behalf of each other.
I say this with the utmost honesty and vulnerability: as I consider the death of my earthly father my heart is forever thankful for the sovereign plan of my Creator, even in this.
If we are not allowing the Gospel to change us but expecting it to change everyone else, then the world will see that kind of message as exactly what it is: a myth that’s not worth giving their lives to. Until we begin to own our faith for ourselves and start to live as though sin actually is bad, Christ actually has rescued us, and the Gospel actually does save, then the church will not flourish and we are wasting our time.