(Thanks to Daniel for covering my butt on Monday. I should find a special way to thank him, but bolding this text is the best I’m willing to do… Here’s to you, buddy)
We all know them. Everyone has at least one awkward person in their life. Maybe they look funny. They generally talk just a little too much. Sometimes, their voices may even squeak for no reason (Actually, that was me until my senior year of high school… So never mind). So when you’re in the presence of these odd-flavored people, hereby referred to as “Uh-Oh’s”, how is a Christian supposed to act?
In my church experiences, I’ve often been in the presence of many Uh-Ohs (No, I’m not referring to myself, Mom). Personally, I find it difficult to walk the awkward fine line of communication. On one hand, I want to be able to minister to these people, because it’s our job as Christians to do so. But, on the other hand, I don’t want them to know my blood type. Here’s a conversation I had with an Uh-Oh at my old church once:
Me: Hi, I’m Sean. It’s nice to meet you.
Uh-Oh: You’re very pretty, Sean.
Me: Uh… Thank you, sir.
Okay, so that didn’t actually happen. But it’s a situation that you may be in one day. Today, I’ve compiled a small list of excuses that Christians use to justify not being in the presence of Uh-Oh’s.
- Sinners shouldn’t smell funny, other than the musty odor of their trespasses. So it’s not my fault if I’m allergic to them.
- Sometimes, they use foul language. It’s a detriment to me and my holy friends to hear that sour speech. Wait, you’re telling me that I cussed at a child who ran into the road to get his ball on Tuesday? Listen, Clarke should’ve known better… I don’t care if he is six or not. It’s just not biblical.
- My friend Jessie (who I’ve cleverly nicknamed: “Hey you, behind the bushes!”) pointed something out to me. Uh-Ohs like to wear their hearts on their sleeves, and it is sooooo annoying. I’m great at putting up a front, and they should be too. So when they talk to me with honesty, it really bugs me. I shouldn’t have to have a deep conversation this early in the morning, so let’s just keep things superficial.
The other day, I had to yell at an Uh-Oh for an awkward situation that took place. Actually, I didn’t have to, but I chose to. Sometimes, I like to establish myself as judge, jury, and executioner (Much like Jack Bauer on the series finale of 24… Monday on Fox!). It wasn’t until I had time to think (after I acted, and before I apologized), that I realized that the problem wasn’t with the presumed Uh-Oh, it was with me.
I’ve been reading through 1 John lately. Check this out:
“This is how we know what love is: Jesus Christ laid down his life for us. And we ought to lay down our lives for our brothers.” – 1 John 3:16 (Read verses 16 – 20 if you have the time)
This is a bold statement. John doesn’t say: “Christ laid down his life for us. And so we ought to do just enough so that people think we’re spiritual.” That would be insane, but unfortunately, that’s what how we read it sometimes. Jump down to verse 23 with me:
“And this is his command: to believe in the name of his Son, Jesus Christ, and to love one another as he commanded us.” – 1 John 3:23
So let today’s entry present itself as a challenge: Do your best to show Christ’s love. Not because God is super mean and He’s making you do it, and not out of pity for others, but because around 2,000 years ago, God decided to send His Son, to die for rotten Uh-Ohs like you and me… And this world has never been the same since.