I'm feeling really weird today because I'm seeing many so called Christians pretending to be holy and putting no effort into being a real christian. Everything they know about Christianity they do not live and it's these things make others loathe and criticize Christians. I was told this week, "I have no respect for Christians because they do not practice what they preach." I know you'll all say, we fall too but I'm not talking about stumbling, I'm talking about how we aren't even caring. I thought it was about excellence - striving to achieve perfection, but all I see now a days is how much we are the are the opposite of what Christians are supposed to be. I'm seeing Christians drink, Christians living common-law and Christians living a life contrary to God's law.
Why are Christians waiting until the last second to turn their lives around? Everyday I ask myself before I go to bed, was I a blessing today and what didn't I do that could have done something for someone's salvation? I wonder if there are others who feel like this too. Do you feel like your the only one who thinks this way and sees these things? I struggle sometimes trying to understand what our problem is. Are we dense? Don't we get it? It reminds me of Ezekiel 16:1-34:
Later the Lord said to me, Son of man, I want you to confront Jerusalem and point out to her the disgusting thing she's doing. Tell her that this is what the Lord says: Your father was an Amorite and your mother a Hittite. You were born a Canaanite, and they named you Jebus until I redeemed you and renamed you Jerusalem. When you were born they threw you out in a field while you were still covered with blood. Your umbilical cord was not properly cut and tied. You were not washed, rubbed with salt or wrapped in a blanket. No one took pity on you or had compassion enough to save you and clean you up. You were thrown in the open field because no one wanted you, and there you lay. Then I passed by and saw you covered with blood. I stopped and said to you, Don't cry, little one. I'll take care of you, and you will live. I made sure you were taken care of, and you grew up like a healthy plant set in the most fertile soil. You grew to be tall and strong. Your breasts were well-formed and your hair was beautiful, but I saw that you were naked and bare. Later when I came by, I saw that you were old enough to marry, so I put my coat over your body to cover you. I promised to marry you and you accepted. I took an oath to be yours, and together we entered the marriage covenant, and you became mine. I remembered how I had found you in the field, washed off the blood, and anointed you with oil. Years later when you pledged to be mine, I gave you richly embroidered dresses, fine leather sandals and costly silk cloak for your shoulders. I gave you expensive ornaments - bracelets for your wrists and a chain of pure gold for your neck. I gave you small jewels for the side of your nose, earrings for your ears and a beautiful crown for your head. You were adorned with gold and silver. You had clothes made from the finest linen, expensive fabrics and embroidered cloth. You ate nothing but the best - bread made of the finest flour, the choicest honey and the purest olive oil. You became very beautiful and soon rose to be queen. The nations heard how perfect and beautiful you were. They saw that I had surrounded you with riches, and you became the most desired among them. But you put your trust in your beauty and used your international fame to entice many lovers. You became a prostitute and lavished your favours on anyone who wanted them. You took the beautiful clothing I had given you and used them to decorate the places you had built for your gods. You worshipped them and prostituted your body to honor them. Such things should never have happened. You took the expensive ornaments and the gold and silver which I had made especially for you, and made male idols which you worshipped, and you committed prostitution with them. You took the costly fabrics and embroidered dresses I had given you and made clothes to decorate your idols. You took the oil and incense I had supplied for you and offered them to gods. You took the food I had provided for you - bread from the fine flour, the choicest honey and the purest olive oil and offered it to your idols as a sacrifice. I , the Lord, your husband, saw all this. To make things worse, you took your infant sons and daughters whom you bore to me and sacrificed them to your idols, as if your prostitution were not enough for your gods. You placed my babies in the arms of these idols and then burned them to death as a sacrifice. While giving yourself to idols and prostituting your body for them, you forgot about your birth, when you lay naked in the field covered with your own blood. Woe be to you because of the evil you have done. In addition to all your wickedness, you built a pagan shrine in every public square to market your prostitution. Soon you has a pagan shrine in every street corner and offered your favors to anyone who passed by. You committed adultery with every lustful neighbour who wanted you, including the Egyptians and any others who came along. You shamed me with your increasing promiscuity. I removed some of your blessings and handed you over to the Philistines who came into your land. Their women were shocked at your open immorality and sexual lewdness. You committed adultery with the Assyrians also, but this didn't satisfy you. You also committed adultery with the rich merchants of Babylon, but you sill weren't satisfied. Yo have become a slave to your own passions. You're open and bold in your shameless prostitution. On every street corner and in every public square, you've built shrines for your gods. Your unlike other prostitutes because you offer yourself for nothing. You're like an adulterous wife who loves to have sex with strangers while letting her husband support her. All prostitutes offer their bodies for a fee, but you not only offer yourself for nothing, you give your lovers gifts and even bribe them to come to see you. You're different from other prostitutes. You run after your neighbours, and you end up paying your lovers for sex - they don't' pay you...."
I just thought I'd ask.. Why do we wait until the last moment to accept Jesus fully into our lives when we have full understanding of what the Lord asks of us? Why do we put on a face to hide our deceit and go home after church to our lives of sin, never changing or wanting a different life? This isn't just for the youth, it's for everyone I see whose missing the essence of Christianity. I wish so much that we would choose the heavenly in place of the earthly.