Got this link from my pastor this morning:

It resonated with me.

You can tell from the comments on YouTube, some people love it and are grateful for it, other people feel affronted.

Probably none of us appreciates knowing that someone else looks at us and sees “the lost.”

[“Who are you calling ‘lost’??? I’m not lost, YOU’RE lost …” We know the drill.]

It makes me realize: … it’s an old, old question, of how to stay in relationship (assuming we have one) with people who are breaking our hearts and doing things we profoundly disapprove of and see are wrong … at least as old as Peter and Paul, even; for sure as old as North and South, or drugs and alcohol.

But as soon as we get specific about the circumstances in which people have had to deal with this problem before us, and in which others are dealing with it now, it starts to sound judgmental or unflattering or offensive. We don’t seem to want to think of ourselves as in any significant way like … them.

But if we could …

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