So...I've been thinking about this for a hot minute...what's the worst that can happen if you are wrong about something? How about...Are you okay with being wrong? Or....Are you willing to be vulnerable enough to be wrong? And lastly...Can you admit to being wrong without feeling like a total failure? These are just some of the questions I think about when I think on the topic of being right or wrong when making a decision about something. Papa knows we're human and make mistakes, therefore His love and acceptance of us is not based on performance or us being right all of the time. We have to come to terms with being wrong sometimes because being wrong about someTHING doesn't make US wrong. Yet, there is a fear there of feeling that way because we truly have something out of whack on the inside. We have to learn to be okay with mistake-making or we'll never thrive to actually live and love.
Just thinking about this topic of conversation causes me to look at the Great Commission. Jesus charged us with taking the Gospel into all of the world (Matthew 28:16-20) but, if we allow fear to rule our decision-making, how many of us would just sit in our seat silently when Papa has given us a word of encouragement for our waitress? How many of us would allow our fear of what our friends might say and feel about us to keep us from bringing a word of correction (in love) when gossip is happening? How many of us would not engage in conversation about scripture for fear that what we "think" we're hearing as revelation is incorrect?
Have we really created a culture in churches and the body of Christ where people feel like they can truly be vulnerable with one another or have they just become a breeding ground for judgment to rule and reign? Have we cultivated a place where people can fellowship and truly be honest about how they are doing/feeling in their lives without being bombarded by scripture and opinions stating how they just "need to stop what they are doing and get right"? Or do we, as "Christians", walk around like the Pharisees pointing out every fault we can find in others because we can't seem to take care of the log in our own eyes?
It's time to stop the pride. It's time to really take a long look in our lives and realize there are places that we have put ourselves on a pedestal, because we think we're right, and from that place point a finger down on those we feel aren't measuring up. See, pride has a root of fear at its core. If we are truly honest with ourselves, we have to highlight the things we see wrong in others so we don't feel wrong ourselves. We absolutely hate being wrong because wrong = inferior. What if it wasn't about right or wrong any longer but rather about fear vs. love? What if we chose to look at other people, and ourselves for that matter, with eyes of love (Papa's eyes) and see the places they (we) are walking in fear instead of seeing them (ourselves) as being wrong? What if, instead of judging someone else, or ourselves, as wrong for the way they (we) appear or dress, we chose to ask the cause for their (our own) behavior? Who around you would you find out is feeling like they are less than or not enough or unworthy?
Are we willing to lay down our pride of being right to ask ourselves the question: Am I wrong?