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The Power of Love

Yes they're "sinners" but who gave you the mandate to hate on them?

It's funny to me the way so called Christians allow themselves to be filled with so much hatred for people they consider "sinners". 

It's only sin God asked us to hate.
 
I'd share the testimony of a ex-suicidal, gay and crossdressing guy who received the peace of God because 2 Christians refused to HATE him.

He was anticipating their hate but they showed him love! And that was it, the turning point.

Mr. X was born into a Christian family but unfortunately, he was raped by a pedophile when he was young and that experienced traumatised him for years. 

The experience made him feel so worthless, he felt less of a man. He started doing drugs, wearing make up and female clothing because he thought he could find some sort of joy there. 

He was empty and desperate for anything that could feel him with a sense of purpose. He was hurting and couldn't enjoy peace.

His parents sent him out of their house because he was an embarrassment to them.

They said he was possessed with a demon. 

So he went into the streets, prostituted and slept with men.

He'd look himself in the mirror when applying his make up and would not recognize the image before him. He started to nurse the thoughts of committing suicide, he could no longer stand the person he saw in the mirror

He cut himself and attempted unsuccessfully to end his life many times until one day, his aunt gave him a call to ask after his welfare. 

She is a Christian and was the only family member that still reached out.

One day she invited him to spend the holiday with her, he was hesitant because he was ashamed of his lifestyle and couldn't bear to be around relatives. But he went anyway.

She professed the love of God to him and assured him that God had a plan for his life. He did not believe her.

On Sunday she invited him to come along but he didn't want to go and reminded her that he had only female cloths. 

She insisted that he came like that.

He followed her. 
The sermon that day ministered to him and that was not all, after the service the pastor embraced him and told him about God's love and purpose for his life.

He was expecting to be challenged about his lifestyle instead they did something else that he had never seen any Christian do to him.

The love broke him 
The love fixed his hurt
The love changed his lifestyle.

He didn't go back from the holiday the same way he came. 

The love of God penetrated into his life and he was transformed.

These 2 Christians showed him the kind of love that Jesus showed the harlot who was about to be stoned to death by some Jews. 

The Jews wanted to "fight" for God, but our God is the Almighty, He can't be helped.

So my question is- if you and I had met that guy before his life was transformed, would we have been an instrument of salvation?

Or we'd have been carried away by our self righteousness and insult and hate him?

 Anyone can hate, but it takes grace and effort to show love.

Love is what differentiates an actual child of God from a fanatic.

Fanatics claim they're fighting for God and  religion but they're just men projecting their inner hatred towards their fellow men under the guise of religion and "working for God".

SinaTaylor
November 2020

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