What if the one who was cast out found it hard, excruciating even, to follow him. Was praying for an easy way out, was trying even when they didnt want to? I wonder about the heart of the people the early church cast out. I also wonder about the heart of the people cast out of churches today. Are they struggling? what happened in their lives that made such things hard for them? Were they addicted? prideful? Was God working on a huge chunk of things in their life at the moment? Who were they really? did they want to do good, but did bad like paul talked about? did they want to be with jesus but found their heart distracted? really, Who is that person that is cast aside?
It is also noteworthy to ask, how is that person doing now, post cast out? Are they bitter? angry? lonley? do they even talk to God anymore because they feel they are not good enough to touch his name? Are they hurt and walled up? given up because they aren't good enough? I wanna know the heart of that person. The beauty they exhibit through their brokenness. I wanna see the hurt, pain and invitation that Jesus extends to them. I wanna see if they feel burned because their christian friends dont come around anymore. how does that make them feel? do they feel like christian love and similiarly Jesus's love is conditional? how are they when they are cast out. Also, what cast them out? the church itself? the people gossiping, judging, being judgmental and cliquey?
I have had the sad pleasure of meeting a few who cast out, and a few who have been casted. Its wrong. So so wrong. there is no love, no acceptance - even if the person does leave, why does the Christian have to stop being friends? would that be the most effective way to lead them back? and if that wasn't even an option, why waste a beautiful friendship? those are jewels - Christian or not. I never want to be the one to push out. Forget about. hurt. someone having issues working out their salvation. It isnt up to me to decide who is worthy of Christ's or my love. I should just love and trust my heart by loving and leading how my heart tells me. It isn't up to me to judge my brothers (or not brothers) heart. I am only to love.
But if we are the Body
Why aren't His arms reaching
Why aren't His hands healing
Why aren't His words teaching
And if we are the Body
Why aren't His feet going
Why is His love not showing them there is a way
There is a way - casting crowns
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