Building Blocks, Stumbling Blocks, or Throwing Rocks

 


Remember that post a couple days ago about thinking twice before speaking?

Well, first, I’ve been catching myself saying things I shouldn’t, stopping myself from saying things I shouldn’t, and generally being amazed by how many negative comments and thoughts cross my mind and almost exit my mouth.

Second, I absolutely am blown away by the horrible, negative things that I’ve been noticing exit other’s mouths. Blown. A. Way.

Perhaps the reason I am so shocked, and to be honest offended, is because the individuals I have been hearing the comments from believe they are absolutely justified in the things they are saying, are absolutely correct in their judgment, are casting themselves (perhaps unknowingly) in a superior light to others, and are doing all of these things while proudly wearing their “Super Christian” badge.

You know people like this, don’t you? There’s already an outline forming in your mind.

STOP IT! Don’t let that image form completely!

We have the power to control our thoughts. We do.

When the thought crosses my mind to stretch out my fingers and poke the gossiper, slanderer, general evil-doer straight in the eye for the horrid things they are saying, I’m guilty of passing the same type of judgment I’m accusing them of passing.

This is such a hard lesson for me learn.

I try to think the best of everyone. I encourage pretty much everyone. I try to build people up, and do my best not to tear people down to their face or behind their back.

When I happen to be the listener when a speaker is tearing someone down behind their back, something happens.

The person being talked about becomes the underdog to me. It doesn’t matter what their background is, what SES they belong to, what religion they belong to, or how I feel about them personally, once I have heard someone judge them unfairly, without cause, or just in general, well, they just assigned me the roll of defender and champion.

It makes my blood boil to see or hear people being judged, ostracized, bullied, or picked on in any way shape or form.

I have to control my tongue many times when it happens because I want to lash out at the one doing the bashing.

“What makes you perfect? Who are you to cast the first stone? Have you walked a mile in their shoes? Do you even have a CLUE what you’re talking about?”

These are the questions I want to shout in their faces many times, but I don’t. Wanna know why?

Because the accusers, the attackers, well, truth is they’re lashing out because of lack in their own lives. They themselves are hurting, are missing something, are unhappy. Whatever they see in the life of the one they’re tearing down is either something they’re jealous of or something that reminds them of their own situation. So, instead of dealing with what’s inside of themselves, they lash out.


They said to Him, “Teacher, this woman was caught in adultery, in the very act. Now Moses, in the law, commanded us that such should be stoned. But what do You say?” This they said, testing Him, that they might have something of which to accuse Him. But Jesus stooped down and wrote on the ground with His finger, as though He did not hear. So when they continued asking Him, He raised Himself up and said to them,

“He who is without sin among you, let him throw a stone at her first.” And again He stooped down and wrote on the ground. Then those who heard it, being convicted by their conscience, went out one by one, beginning with the oldest even to the last. And Jesus was left alone, and the woman standing in the midst. When Jesus had raised Himself up and saw no one but the woman, He said to her, “Woman, where are those accusers of yours? Has no one condemned you?” She said, “No one, Lord.” And Jesus said to her, “Neither do I condemn you; go and sin no more.” John 8:4-11


I’m no better. I have sin. I have no stones to throw.

This Think Twice, Speak Once rule is harder than it sounds. It is, however, already bringing attention to just how many words I speak carelessly without thought.

I want this year to be a year of building people up and tearing sin and the walls sin has built down. My words play a huge part in that. Most often it isn’t the conversations I start that count, but how I respond to conversations already in play that matter most.


But why do you judge your brother? Or why do you show contempt for your brother? For we shall all stand before the judgment seat of Christ. For it is written: “As I live, says the Lord, Every knee shall bow to Me, And every tongue shall confess to God.” So then each of us shall give account of himself to God. Therefore let us not judge one another anymore, but rather resolve this, not to put a stumbling block or a cause to fall in our brother’s way. Romans 14:10-13


Instead of poking people in the eye when they offend me, I need to make sure I’m a building block NOT a stumbling block.

 

6 responses to this post.

  1. Wow. another beautiful post.

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  2. I am so with you on this one!

    Kathy
    http://gigglingtruckerswife.blogspot.com

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  3. Kathy~ Thank you for your kind words. Sometimes (most times) the experience is far from beautiful, but if I can learn from it, be transparent about it, and admit my sin and failure in the situation then I can rest assured God is going to make it work for good.

    And that, my friend, will be absolute beauty untold.

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  4. Kathy~Thank you so much for taking the time to read & respond. I'm glad we could make a connection!

    I'm continually amazed by how mean humans are to fellow humans & equally disappointed when I realize just how guilty I am of doing it myself.

    Changing the world means changing myself first.

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  5. I'm late because I have been lazy and have a lot of blog reading to catch up on!
    I love this post! I would love to share it next Sunday in my Sunday thoughts post, if that's okay. 🙂

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  6. Thanks for the love. 🙂 I'd be honored if you shared.(However, I see a their I need to change to they're first.)

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