Pots and Kettles

My fellow Christians keep ruining my faith in humanity. Over the weekend I attended a mother daughter banquet at a small church. The guest speaker shared her personal testimony and it was authentic, moving, and the spirit of God was all in it and through it. Her message left an impact, but then she rambled on and began undoing her own credibility. She began talking about her homosexual son, and how she emails him every week and tells him to repent of his ways. And then I started thinking, if Jesus kept repeatedly telling the hors and tax collectors that they were acting like a bunch of hors and tax collectors, he probably wouldn't have been welcomed to eat with them. He spent time with them. He knew them. He loved them. He embraced them, sin and all. I mean, if anyone could call another person a sinner, it was the perfectly sinless Jesus. So I'm listening to this woman say that she loves her gay son but routinely reminds him of his transgressions, as if he had forgotten. And I'm looking around to see the crowd respond to this, and they do so with an APPROVAL(?) of her broken record technique. And it was so broken. Isn't her righteous pride an equal stumbling block to any other sin? Does one sin not carry the same weight as another? A total pot calling kettle.