We were having a conversation about pitching in money to buy a cow for a family in a third world country. Certainly it started out innocent enough. And then a coworker suggested that maybe we should help the people in our own country first. A valid, valid point. We should not be so busy looking in the distance that we forget about those sitting at our feet. But for some reason, I perceived his comment as a lack of compassion-hot his intention at all. And I yelled. I raised my voice and started twisting my neck the way I do when I'm upset and started pointing my finger all over the place. Disaster.
And when someone chimed in to defend him (with valid points of his own), I refused to listen. It was a hot bed of controversy. Over African children and North American children and my coworkers, all of whom are in need of help in some way. How ignorant for me to turn a conversation about helping into an argument about who desires it more. It wasn't a great example of Christianity, and I was kicking myself almost immediately afterwards. I apologized for escalating the situation and some accepted, others didn't. And I almost started fuming all over again when one of the guys didn't care to hear my apology. LET ME APOLOGIZE. Give me redemption!
But no.
We mess up. And sometimes we do a really good job of it. But redemption is ours regardless. Look for it in the right spot. On that note, here's the first episode of BB Studious. It's about grace.
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