But it seems to me that there is no place for sticking up for ourselves in the Christian world. In fact, it completely misses the mark, or at the very least, the point.
Not all Christians see eye to eye. No two of God's children have exactly the same experience with Heavenly Father and His work of creation and re-creation in their lives. No two of us gaze day after day on the same mission field nor do we sense the same burdens to reach that field or to reach it in precisely the same way.
Frankly, I am happier to rejoice in these differences. Because it means it's more likely that the whole world can be reached by the broken masses of blood-bought people who dare to call themselves saints.
As I look around my community, the Spirit calls my attention to different people and I am filled with compassion for them the way others aren't. Others, in turn, see people I don't even notice and as a result experience their own burden to reach out and care for those.
My hope is that in our differences, we can still march arm in arm into the fields that are white for the harvest. It is my prayer that we remain unafraid and courageous in love to seek and save the lost.
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