As I’ve gotten older and especially during these past five and a half years of long-term unemployment, I’ve discovered a sad fact in the Christian community. We don’t often carry one another’s burdens. We do give a fair amount of lip service to others carrying burdens by saying thing like “I’m praying for you,” or “I’m sure God will come through in some way,” and often accompanied by a look on our face that says we really don’t care all that much. But to offer meaningful help?
Not so much . . .
Listening to trite answers from folks who call themselves Christian who are supposed to be helpful in meaningful ways is absolutely worthless (and so are the ulterior motives that are sometimes behind those trite answers). I’m certainly not implying that all folks who call themselves Christians are that way, but in the past 5 1/2 years, it’s been discouraging to see just how many have been and seem to be. Unfortunately, we are really good at judging others we don’t know or understand and gossiping about them behind their backs (and, again, watch out for those ulterior motives) instead of helping them in their time of need. And even if we can’t help, we should at the very least be genuinely concerned. Fake is easily discerned. So is a total lack of empathy.
So, how about we step up to the plate and be what Jesus Christ told us to be if we truly follow after him (see Luke 6:27-36). Loving our neighbors and our enemies and anybody else we don’t happen to like is not an option, not if we call ourselves Christian. And if we can help someone with something other than trite answers and cutesy Christian catch phrases that we rarely follow through on (like the infamous one–“I’m praying for you”–while exiting the conversation as quickly as possible), we should be doing it. If we don’t, who will? When was the last time we actually put ourselves in someone else’s shoes even for a few moments to try to understand their plight instead of only caring about our own. And I’m not talking about those folks we hang with or like. I’m talking about strangers in our midst, too.
’Nough said. See the reblogged post below from “The Daily Way” titled, “Carry Each Other’s Burdens.” Nobody wants to fight a battle alone, but we let them do it far too often and make way too many excuses for doing it, too. We need to stop judging and gossiping about others, especially those we don’t know or understand, and help them instead of given them trite answers that mean nothing.
It’s time to stop . . .
And if we genuinely don’t care . . .
It’s time to stop calling ourselves Christian.
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Moses sent Joshua to fight against the Amalekites. Then he, along with Aaron and Hur, went to stand on top of a hill overlooking the battlefield. As long as Moses prayed with his hands held up, the Israelites would gain ground and win. However, whenever he lowered his hands, they began to lose.
Have you ever stood with your hands lifted up for any extended time? It is tiring. Your arms become heavy and your hands begin to feel tingly. Imagine Moses standing with his hands held high and then lowering them as he struggled under their weight. He couldn’t do it. He needed help, so Aaron and Hur placed a stone for Moses to sit on. Then they held up his hands—holding them steady until the sun set and God granted the nation of Israel victory.
How many times have you tried to fight a battle by yourself? You…
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