I remember ding dong ditching as a kid, but wish at that age I understood how annoying it really is. Mom and I were drinking tea and someone knocked really loud on our door. After opening it and seeing no one was there, I stood with the door slightly cracked and saw some girls running up the street. As I was playing piano they did it again, but this time I didn't bother answering. I sensed that they were going to come back a third time and decided that I needed to do something- lest they kept coming back the whole evening. I stood by the door, looking through the peep hole, waiting for them to come back. Alas, I see a girl quickly approaching my door, and as she reached to knock and run away, I knocked really loud from my side before she got a chance. She's an amateur, she wasn't expecting retaliation- she ran away screaming. I got her sooooooo good!
Last Sunday's youth sermon was truly convicting. And not just a "yeah, that was important" type of convicting, but really a "wow, I need to change my whole perspective and really hit the root issue here, truly repent and ask God to change my heart in this regard" type of convicting. The whole time I felt as though the sermon had been specially crafted for me- to really get me to analyze my own heart and realize how little I love the people that are truly my brothers and sisters. By nature I love to critique everything- I always thought it would be awesome to have a career where I get to criticize companies or stores and tell them what they are doing wrong. Unfortunately my sinful nature brings this into the way I deal with people. As I was listening to the sermon I realized that judging people was just my default setting. In my own head, to myself, I always concealed this as honest assessment or analyzing- instead of downright, sinful judging. When I would be c