They Weren't Any Different
THEY WEREN'T ANY DIFFERENT
Leonard Sweet tells a story of a young woman who stood outside the door of the church, watching the people go in, but she never went inside. Later she explained why: "I looked at their faces. I saw their faces preoccupied with anxiety and self-preoccupation — faces not unlike my own. If only I could have found one face which reflected any new light as a result of that religious exercise, I surely would have rushed into the church, excitedly, and flung myself before the altar. But no, not one, not a clue that a seed had grown, a ray of light had burst, and a note had sounded."
What if the main thing keeping lost peeple from becoming Christians was the Christians?
[Leonard Sweet, Jesus Drives Me Crazy. Grand Rapids, MI: Zondervan, 2003, p. 47]