Wow. So I Have A Blogger Account?

I totally didn't realize that I had a blogger.

Nor did I realize that I've already posted TWICE on it. Maybe I'll post more often? I don't know... regardless, I wanted to share something I realized this week: I need to engage the lost around me more.

I realized this when I was at the Jacksonville Jaguars game with Robert on Sunday. My warm and fuzzy, Christian bubble that Liberty University has so wonderfully crafted around me was rudely popped by a wave of alcoholic tinted screams of profanity hurled from Jags fans behind me towards any and every member of the Green Bay Packers. I started to count the different profanities that I heard and quickly realized that it was futile because I can only count so high. I even witnessed a man with his child almost get into a fight with someone in front of him. I don't know what it was about, but they were throwing every cuss word imaginable at one another.

I became very uncomfortable.

This is what gets me though... I did not reflect Christs love upon them. Rather, I cast judgment in my mind. Instead of talking to these people, I kept my mouth shut and my eyes focused on what was on the field, creating my own set of blinders to what was going on around me. What would've happened if I had reached out to these people and met them where they were at instead of hiding in my shell and retreating from the world? I'm not really implying that the buzzed guy next to me would've become a preacher if I had just been nice to him, and I'm not really saying that anything would've changed at all. But maybe, just maybe, if I had acted in the way Christ would have, someone would have notice the Light.

So, I guess what I'm getting at with all of this is we need to be Christians that stand up in the midst of culture and meet people where they're at. I'm pretty unhappy about the way I've met adversity and that needs to change.