That @#$% Thing
We’re like the rich young ruler who has things pretty well together, right? We catch wind of Jesus, we run up to him and breathlessly ask if there’s anything lacking. And instead of him telling us how well we’re doing, how proud of us he is, he looks us in the face, he sees us. And to our dismay, he puts into words that thing, that one thing, that @#$% thing we were hoping he would overlook. It’s true for us. It’s true for our sisters in prison. It’s true for our churches. We put ourselves at Jesus’ feet, and we’re going to hear the truth about ourselves! Even—especially—the truth that hurts. But when we realize that truth is being spoken in love? That’s when that @#$% thing begins to lose its power over us.