I want to share a little story I once heard. This most beautiful young lady was standing with her hands full of rocks following the crowd. She was ready to throw those stones. This person was wicked the crowd said. She had done the most horrible of things. She was guilty and caught in her guilt. After all, she deserved to have stones hurled at her ~ to hurt her reputation~ cause her to bleed~ kill her soul. This beautiful lady was ready and the stones were heavy in her hands. She raised her hands to cast the stones at this chief of sinners. BUT when the sinner turned to face her~ it was one of her very own. She loved this person. This person shared the blood that ran through her veins. Her stones fell from her hands and tears streamed from her eyes as she watched the crowd one by one cast their stones.
What if the person others are throwing stones at was your sister, your child~ your mother or brother. You see God does not punish to kill or destroy but to restore His children. Who do we think we are to throw stones? As high and mighty as we may think we are~ we can all look no further than to our own blood to see those who have sinned. Better yet~ we only need to look in the mirror.
I am not saying to overlook wrong. But it is not our place to be judge and jury. It is not our place to kill and destroy. It is not our place to ignore our beam in our own eye.
Either how canst thou say to thy brother, Brother, let me pull out the mote that is in thine eye, when thou thyself beholdest not the beam that is in thine own eye? Thou hypocrite, cast out first the beam out of thine own eye, and then shalt thou see clearly to pull out the mote that is in thy brother's eye.
With all the stones flying~I think I need a social and media detox. This morning~I am heading off to church and turning off the media~ care to join me?