Thursday, November 03, 2005
Hey Holy Man. I was a sinner when I walked in this place and I'll be a sinner when I walk out. I'm having a problem with HYPOCRITES. Not that I hate them. I love them. If you don't agree with me on this, so be it. Church me. I can take it. What's my problem then.? This is a paradox that I don't fully understand. I love the hypocrites that don't hide their hypocrisy. That don't hide their weakness. What do you call a hypocrite that doesn't know that he's a hypocrite? I don't know. Double trouble? Hypocrite to the second power? You think we're in Heaven already or that you're the Holy Spirit. I can't wear my church face anymore. Maybe I wore it out. Some church faces are harder to get/see through than others , but there seems to be a sort of brokeness about the folks who have worn out their church face. A humility that says, my power hasn't gotten me anywhere, please work through me now Jesus. This is who I am. You love my faults and my personality, please work through this mess and show me how to love like you do. And let me not be afraid to let others see me as I really am. I really am an alien, because I know that I don't belong here. But as long as I am here, we've got some stuff to do. You've got to love me in spite of me and I've got to love you in spite of you and we've got to show this world how to love hypocrites. In closing I must say that I love hypocrites, but I don't love hypocrites that don't know they are hypocrites so I guess that makes me a ......Hypocrite, and a sinner.
Posted by Whistle Britches at 11/03/2005 09:42:00 AM