Girl in the mirror

Yesterday I witnessed a scene in Wal-Mart that I wished I had never seen. It sent me reeling into an angry fit....not really...just in my head anyway.

I watched a mother (well-dressed, seemingly educated, and middle to upper class) speak to her 4-5 year old daughter in a way that I would not have spoken to a dog. She used my Lord's name in an inappropriate way and used profanities no child should ever have to hear.

I was mortified. I wanted to confront this woman...I don't know if that would have done my witness any good because I think I was mad enough to fight.

I thought about this for the rest of the day.

I hurt over it.

I wondered how many people speak to innocent kids this way.

I wondered if this was a PUBLIC spectacle....what went on in PRIVATE?

I apologized to God on this woman's behalf...and I wondered how HE holds back His wrath. This incident (although heart-breaking) doesn't even scratch the surface to all the injustices and pain that He witnesses.

Then it hit me.

He wants none to perish....not even her.
No druggie, child molester, porn star, murderer, thief, terrorist or anyone.

When He looks at this woman...he just sees sin.

Isn't that just how he found me??

Sinful, pathetic, self-centered, vain, and prideful...that is how He found me.

So----she is me. Sin is sin.
I think I grieved over her sin more than my own sin this past week?

What??? Isn't that what we Christians are good at doing? Judging a lost and sinful world for being just that...lost and sinful.

Today, on Good Friday I want to thank and praise Him who became sin for me and gave all of Himself to save me.
I love you my sweet Jesus. Help me to keep your sacrifice ever before me and to see those around me who are lost as children you want to welcome into your kingdom. Use me to that end......