Judge

"He was quite explicit: 'Vengeance is mine, and I won't overlook a thing' and 'God will judge his people.' Nobody's getting by with anything, believe me."
-Hebrews 10:26 (theMESSAGE)

I know that judging is wrong. I can't tell people that they're bad christians simply by observing them in and out of service. I can't label somebody acholic if I catch them stumbling out of the bar. I can't judge a book by its cover.

...how cliche...

My youth pastor, Pastor Chad, spoke last night on being half Christian. It was well presented and obviously a message close to his broken heart. As he gave the altar call his eyes swelled with tears and voiced cracked. Not many other people could tell, but Chad had seen with the eyes of God and noticed the mold on most of his concregations rotting hearts.

As about half the group got up to the altar, and the other half cringed in fear of being noticed for sins of the past; Pastor Chad prayed and fought spiritually. He interceded for his beloved teenagers with a determination and a fervency I'd only seen a couple times.

To further the spiritual hype, Jeramey Tamez, our worship leader, began the song I Surrender. This song was written by our band as they were led by the spirit on one night two years ago after Spring Break Camp. The chorus is simple, but quickly becomes an anthem of desperation:

I surrender
I surrender
Set me free!

Then to bring this awesome night to a crshing halt, I spotted one of the kids acting up. We were just getting to sing the chorus for a second time and there she was playing around with her friends.

I can't judge but I can't approve what she did.