I realized I never knew anyone to come to Christ because they felt condemned or judged. I honestly cannot think of a single person who my spiritual pride, has brought to Christ. In fact, I get rather fired up and angered when I see Christians do that. I remember once at a party, there was a bounce house outside. (It was a kids party!) and a bunch of us adults where being goofy outside in it. And one said (rather loudly!) "Do you realize its all the Christians who are out here having fun, while all the non Christians are inside being BORING." I seriously had to bite my tongue and go inside with the non judgmental people. And sit on my hands, least I be a Christian who punched another Christian. Since when did one person come to Christ because a Christian made them feel like a outsider? I vowed to not be that Christian.
"People will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel." ~Maya Angelou
On another note, I do know quiet a few people who have come to Christ, been ablaze for God, and done radical amazing things, because they where loved. And so now if you want to know what changed it all around for me. It was love. Simply love.
So this is what I wrote the other day. That pretty much, is as cleaned up as I can get it. Which is like, not cleaned up at all. If I take one thing away, it just doesn't portray right. Though I am not sure it portrays right, right now. So again, it is, what it is.