We are living in a time where the judgment needs to end and Jesus needs to be exalted. You know what gets me? When folk get so saved they forget about the times they weren’t. I mean, folk are so holy, now, they tend to forget the times they were hellish. Folks get so sanctified and forget the times they were sneaking and hiding. I’ve read nowhere in the bible where it says a qualification to be saved is to judge. When did it become easy for folk, in the church, to look down their nose at everybody who isn’t as biblically sound as they are? You become a mother of the church, at 32, and now you condemn the younger girls for what they wear instead of thinking about the times you didn’t know any better either. You get on the deacon board and think you have the right to chastise the younger men who have tattoos, only because yours are covered up/faded. You preach two sermons and now you convict folk for their sexual orientation but what about the things you did at the freaknik in Atlanta back in the day that never got you caught up? Yes, I get it; you’ve turned over a new leaf, you’re walking in line with the word of God and you’re saved but don’t you remember when you weren’t? Do you not remember grandma’s prayers that saved you those nights you stood on the streets dealing drugs? Do you not remember those times you walked the streets out your mind and somebody prayed your healing? Do you not remember the times your marriage was on the verge of ending and someone prayed for your tail to go home? Do you not remember?
Do you not remember the times you thought about suicide after leaving worship service? Do you not remember the times you acted out and did things you weren’t proud of after teaching bible study and God didn’t forsake you? Do you not remember the times you had sex and weren’t married after becoming the Sunday school superintendent and God spared you? Do you not remember the times you smoked that blunt after you became bishop and God didn’t snatch the glory from you? Do you not remember the times you made afternoon lunch breaks at the hotel and it wasn’t with your wife/husband after your title of pastor and God forgave you? Do you not remember or have you forgotten because you’re so holy now? But weren’t you the one praying for forgiveness just this morning? I’m only asking because I could have sworn there is no one perfect on earth even if you think you are. So before you set out to condemn folk, search yourself. You’re supposed to love the hell out of folk instead of finding them guilty by your standards. I’m so glad God doesn’t do us like man does. Because if it were up to man, a lot of us wouldn’t be saved. This is why I thank you God for looking beyond our faults, struggles and flaws, for finding us worthy when man says we’re worthless and for not picking and choosing when to love us! Because I remember the times I fell and you picked me up. I remember the times I was wrapped in iniquity and you cut me out. I remember the time you cleaned up my record and my name. This is why I have no place or power to judge. What about you?
Lakisha, the Author 