Is there ever a day that goes by where we don’t feel judged? For me perceived judgement comes from those I attempt to minister too:
- You don’t fit the stereotype of a pastor? bald, silver goatee, a little rough around the edges.
- You never wear a suit (weddings/funerals being the exception)
- When will you step up and be a “REAL” pastor – it’s time to grow up and work with adults!
Often the so-called perceived judgement becomes reality through peoples actions and words used – directly and non-directly. Outside of my vocation I can often feel judged by those passing by who offer the quick glance and turn away. Sometimes it’s the judgement of “BAD PARENT” from the school administration who call to share about the bad choices my child is making at school.
Where can we escape the judgement of others? Is there a place where we can find acceptance for who we are in light of who God wants us to be?
For those of us who are a part of a Bible believing faith community – the church would seem to be the logical answer to those questions? The simple fact is that often it’s not – it should be – but its not.