I found myself judging Jesus long before I knew Him.
I didn’t want to be a “Jesus freak.”
To judge by definition means to “form an opinion or conclusion about.” I was forming my own opinion about a person, the son of God. Crazy isn’t it? To think I was judging God in the flesh. Who was I to judge Jesus?
He held out His hand to me and I walked away,
thinking I don’t want to be a Christian. Thinking, being a Christian is no fun. I wouldn’t be able to drink or party, because God has too many rules. It just sounded too boring. I thought, I’ve got more to do then sit around and read the boring Bible. I don’t even understand it. Anyway who needs Jesus? I’ve got this. (more…)