When the preacher gets done and invites people up to the front for prayer it is nevera good thing for your daughter to look at you, smiling, and tell you that you should go get prayer.
That happened today. At Springhouse Worship & Arts Center, Barbie Loflin, one of the pastors, was preaching on being judgmental.
The Holy Spirit My daughter convicted me – non-judgmentally, of course. Because I do judge. I do judge a lot and I know it.
What I didn’t know was why I judged, which is something that Barbie explained well. In her words:
I was asking God what I was going to teach on and I heard Him answer, “Who do you say I am?”
According to Barbie, we think judge because we think we are better than others but in reality we judge because we don’t know who Christ is and who we are in Christ.
If we judge we:
- are insecure
- are non-discerning
- need a fresh filling of the Holy Spirit
- really are better than everyone else
I am all three of those. (That last one makes me feel a little better, even if possibly not true.) I do need a revelation of Christ and a revelation of who I am in Him. I need a dose of reality to strip away my perceived superiority.
It hit home when Barbie said that judging is actually a counterfeit of discernment. Being a know-it-all I want to be right, but when I judge I am actually being wrong, whether I’m accurate or not.
I want to be discerning. I want to see people as God’s sons and daughters. I need empathy. I need a soft heart.
And sometimes I just don’t have one anymore.
Keith Green expressed how I feel best:
My eyes are dry
My faith is old
My heart is hard
My prayers are cold
And I know how I ought to be
Alive to You and dead to me
But what can be done
For an old heart like mine
Soften it up
With oil and wine
The oil is You, Your Spirit of love
Please wash me anew
With the wine of Your Blood
So I went up and prayed. Because my daughter called me on it and because I knew I needed to change. All I could think of, all I could pray was, “I repent and I want a soft heart.”
Know what I mean?