“In what must surely be one of the most ignored passages of the Bible, Paul wrote this two millennia ago:
As for myself, I do not care if I am judged by you or by any human court. I do not even judge myself. I know of no wrong I have done, but this does not make me right before the Lord. The Lord is the One who judges me. So do not judge before the right time; wait until the Lord comes. He will bring to light things that are now hidden in darkness, and will make known the secret purposes of people’s hearts. Then God will praise each one of them. (1 Cor. 4:3–5 NCV)
That’s amazing. Think about what Paul was writing there: He doesn’t know anyone’s motives. Not even his own. Even if his own conscience was clear, that didn’t make him innocent. Paul was aware of his own inability to judge himself. He couldn’t be trusted. So, he said, leave the judging up to God. He’ll sort it out in the end.
This can’t be glossed over. Think about how taking this to heart could deflate our own anger, even before it takes hold. We have no idea what is in someone else’s heart. We don’t know the backstory. We don’t know what’s happening in his mind. We don’t know how her brain works. We think we do, sure, but we don’t.”
“People have hurt me, and I’ve hurt them. I get angry toward murderers, and then here comes Jesus, telling me if I’ve ever hated someone—and I have—I am the murderer’s moral equal. No one likes to hear this. We want to think people are worse than us. It’s one of our favorite pastimes.”
“We are all frightened of those who are different, those who challenge our authority, our certitudes, and our value system. We are all so frightened of losing what is important for us, the things that give us life, security, and status in society. We are frightened of change and, I suspect, we are even more frightened of our own hearts.”
To be still is to wait.
Which has a weight.
Which can feel uncomfortable.
Seems like we all complain about waiting.
When we’re waiting on what’s next.
Which is why we Master in Business.
Which is specializing in staying busy.
So we can do what’s next.
Even though there is no next.
So we never stop trying to reach
A place that does not exist.
Which looks a lot like exit.
A way out.
Of being here.
Which is waiting.
Which is sitting still.
“Are you still sitting? Get up and go do something!”
Surely that wil feel less like weight.
“That was so moving.”
Getting closer to what is next.
The next feeling that isn’t heavy.
To be here.
If only we could just be
A little more brave
In the face of fear
Face your fear.
We’d finally see.
The place to be.
Is right here.
Do you hear?
Listen up or listen down.
Am I right?
Ah permission to be.
I may be.