Friday, March 1, 2013

When not to be an Archeologist

I recently read of a dig in Peru’s main sports center which resulted in the discovery of eight skeletons dating from at least 700 years ago and three others twice that old. A bit ghoulish, not to mention of dismal importance to me, though I’m sure it brought ecstatic joy to the group of discoverers.

Sometimes when we bring up old hurts, wounds, and disappointments, we are like archeologists on digging expeditions. We rehash the hurt, build the walls, and distance ourselves. Eventually we bury our miffed opinions, until the next dig.

This happens in a lot of families, to a lot of friendships, and even in Christian circles.
What if we were able to dig up and see the person’s heart? I mean really see… the way God sees it. The way the archeologist found hidden treasure.

What if deep down that person desperately lacks self-esteem, way more than you can imagine? Shouldn’t we be more concerned with building them up, than to try and make them feel guilty?
 We need to stop taking things so personal, and realize who the enemy of our family and friendships is. The lack of discernment has become a pandemic.
~Ephesians 4:31-32 ESV  Let all bitterness and wrath and anger and clamor and slander be put away from you, along with all malice. Be kind to one another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, as God in Christ forgave you.


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