I am a very critical woman. It’s not really a surprise to me but I’ve been taking stock of my critical tendencies since, after a certain event, a good friend looked at me and said, "You have an opinion about everybody, don’t you?"
I do.
I feel like I am outside of the situation and able to unbiasedly evaluate everyone else on their behaviour, attitudes and words. I feel like I can judge whether someone is ‘in’ or not spiritually. And of course I’m always right.
This morning I read about a different way of living. "A new commandment I give to you, that you love one another: just as I have loved you, you also are to love one another. By this all people will know that you are my disciples, if you have love for one another." Jn 13:34,35 I didn’t stop and think about this verse because it grabbed me; I stopped because it didn’t. As I grabbed a pencil to underline this important statement I realized that I havn’t spent very much time thinking about how *I* can love others. How do I love my roommates? How do I love my boss? How am I going to love my fellow staffers during the two weeks of camp?
Now there is something I havn’t dwelt on before. I’ve thought about loving the campers. I’ve thought about loving God. I’ve thought about how to make sure the gospel is clear and how to discipline. But not how to make the other staff people’s lives easier. I keep thinking of how to make my life easier. How I can make sure I have enough energy.
So I’m praying for grace to love. Not just at camp, although that’s a good place to work on this, but in general. To become a woman known for love rather than criticism.