If We Are the Body

The church is hypocritical. My church is hypocritical. You know what? No.

My world is one of ipods, computers, televisions, pianos, clothes, and cars, while two-thirds of the world lives underdeveloped and poverty-stricken. I drift from day to day in blissful contentment, while I conveniently ignore the everyday people who need love. I've learned to be selfish. I've learned to indulge. I've learned to be lazy. I've learned to become apathetic. I've learned ignorance. I've learned cowardice. I've learned not to care.

My flighty complaints are only excuses for my unsettlement in my own conviction. What have I done to give me the right to criticize other Christians?

Why aren't my arms reaching?
Why aren't my hands healing?
Why aren't my words teaching?


The biggest hypocrite is myself.