I have been so convicted of many things lately.
The one that has hit the most between the eyes is how judgmental I am.
I have many preferences. However, that does not mean that all people need to have the same. I have slowly come to the conclusion that although I might strongly prefer something, it generally isn't truth for everyone.
What is truth?
The grass is green.
The sky is blue.
God is good.
Jesus Christ is God.
The only way to have access to God is through Christ.
The only way my sins could be paid for is through the sacrificial shed blood of Jesus Christ.
Truth is not relative.
1+1=2
The termination of a pregnancy is murder.
I have the cutest baby girl. Ever. Ok, so maybe that's stretching it. :)
What is preference?
Apples or oranges.
Ford or Chevy.
Skinny jeans or bootcut.
Public school or homeschool or private or charter or montessori.
To train my child to be quiet in church or let him make noise.
Traditional hymns or contemporary music for worship in church.
Dispensationalism or Covenant Theology.
To eat organic or non-organic.
To drink raw milk or pasteurized.
To eat gluten (heaven forbid! -interject sarcastic judgement) or devour that tasty friend, flour.
One ply or two ply. (Although this does bring up much heated debate in some circles.)
Crest or Colgate.
Sam's Club or Costco.
Ok, I'm getting a little ridiculous, but you get the point.
What influenced this discovery of myself regarding this issue was reading through Jerry Bridges book Respectable Sins. I have realized how much pride reeks from my very strong preferences. I have secretly looked down on others who have differing views.
As I have become more and more aware of this sin in my life, I'm also realizing how some of the issues I once looked down have grown on me and I've change my mind about about them. Over the past year I've been noticing how our family is taking form and structuring; areas where my prefereces are changing.
That's the beauty of a preference. It can change. It's whether or not I'm willing to change or just force myself to stick with the "old ways" merely to satisfy my ego. How humbling this has been. My husband and I have some important decisions to make in the next few years and not everyone will prefer and understand why we've gone the route we've chosen.
If you'd honestly and genuinely like to know why, I welcome your company. Preferably face to face. Over a cup of tea and scones. :)
The one that has hit the most between the eyes is how judgmental I am.
I have many preferences. However, that does not mean that all people need to have the same. I have slowly come to the conclusion that although I might strongly prefer something, it generally isn't truth for everyone.
What is truth?
The grass is green.
The sky is blue.
God is good.
Jesus Christ is God.
The only way to have access to God is through Christ.
The only way my sins could be paid for is through the sacrificial shed blood of Jesus Christ.
Truth is not relative.
1+1=2
The termination of a pregnancy is murder.
I have the cutest baby girl. Ever. Ok, so maybe that's stretching it. :)
What is preference?
Apples or oranges.
Ford or Chevy.
Skinny jeans or bootcut.
Public school or homeschool or private or charter or montessori.
To train my child to be quiet in church or let him make noise.
Traditional hymns or contemporary music for worship in church.
Dispensationalism or Covenant Theology.
To eat organic or non-organic.
To drink raw milk or pasteurized.
To eat gluten (heaven forbid! -interject sarcastic judgement) or devour that tasty friend, flour.
One ply or two ply. (Although this does bring up much heated debate in some circles.)
Crest or Colgate.
Sam's Club or Costco.
Ok, I'm getting a little ridiculous, but you get the point.
What influenced this discovery of myself regarding this issue was reading through Jerry Bridges book Respectable Sins. I have realized how much pride reeks from my very strong preferences. I have secretly looked down on others who have differing views.
As I have become more and more aware of this sin in my life, I'm also realizing how some of the issues I once looked down have grown on me and I've change my mind about about them. Over the past year I've been noticing how our family is taking form and structuring; areas where my prefereces are changing.
That's the beauty of a preference. It can change. It's whether or not I'm willing to change or just force myself to stick with the "old ways" merely to satisfy my ego. How humbling this has been. My husband and I have some important decisions to make in the next few years and not everyone will prefer and understand why we've gone the route we've chosen.
If you'd honestly and genuinely like to know why, I welcome your company. Preferably face to face. Over a cup of tea and scones. :)
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