as i was sitting in the choir loft yesterday, i looked out to see an
old friend in the congregation. my heart lifted, because she has
struggled with alcohol addiction and has avoided the church. i
imagined her saying, "my name is...and i'm an alcoholic."
that is a tried and true method of AA, but all of a sudden it
just seemed so unfair. if they have to humiliate themselves to
that level, then we ought to hold ourselves to the same standard.
imagine the crowded hallways of the church filled with these
kind of conversations.
"hello, my name is lea, and i am a self centered, selfish, lazy
person. sometimes, i can be downright mean and hurtful, to
boot. whatever made you think to wear navy slacks with a
black sweater?"
"hi lea. nice to meet you! my name is rae, and if i don't get
my way, i am given to periods of pouting and moodiness. my
marriage is in shambles. don't you think your skirt is a wee bit
too short...and tight?"
love,
lea
matthew 23:12
"for whoever exalts himself will be humbled, and whoever
humbles himself will be exalted."
