As I was reading about Saul and how he comes to Christ as a follower instead of a persecutor, I realized how a lot of us are like the disciples.
When Saul joins the group, the disciples doubt, are still scared of Saul because of what he has done in the past, instead of rejoicing about the fact that another brother has finally joined the family.
How often do we do this? We know someone from the past… the DARK past. You don’t see them for a while, and you meet them again, and they are Jesus crazy, and you’re thinking, “WHAAAA? NO WAY! YOU WERE SO BAD!” instead of being joyful and also sad that you never tried to bring them towards Christ. Or you see an acquaintance coming to Christ because of a retreat or revival, and you may think, “We’ll see what he/she is like a couple months after retreat is over,” instead of “YAY ANOTHER BROTHER/SISTER THAT I CAN GROW WITH!” I’m not saying that this is the case for everyone, but I’m saying that it can be difficult for me to just accept them and be happy, because there’s always that ounce of doubt. And with that ounce of doubt is the past image I have of that person.
Wow, and as much as I say that I don’t want to judge, it just comes. NATURALLY. HOW AWFUL.