What’s it Like? No Judgement.

Gaby Writes:

Last time I went to young women’s there was this one girl who was drawing, and there was an other girl who was crocheting during the Sunday lessons! And the leaders were totally fine with it! And it made me feel so relaxed and comfortable because there was no judgment, only love!

One of the things that impressed me most, was how reverent everyone was and how much participation there was in the lesson. I have A hard time focusing, But I was also able to listen!

And it was also funny, because our lesson was on judgment and how Christ came not to condemn, but to love and save. The bible chapter we were reading was the one about how this girl was caught in adultery, and the men brought her to Jesus, and asked, shouldn’t we stone her? And Jesus said, If ye have not sinned then ye shall be the first to through a stone. And what I loved was how we were also talking about how she probably felt in that moment, and how scared she probably was. And after that we talked about how sometimes we get so caught up in anger and we yell, and sometimes say hurtful things, and how Satan doesn’t help with that, and how he temps us, and ways he does that. And how Christ is the opposite. Then we were all able to share some of the hard things that we were going through mentally and physically. And I felt so happy and good after! And I loved telling my Mom about it during the drive home. 

Love,
Gaby

Jericho Writes:

Sometimes we will travel to other cities and go to different YM & YW’s activities or classes. So, my favorite YM’s activity of all time went something like this: I walked into the building, and when I got to the door and open it, I could just feel the community. Everyone seemed to know each other even if they were new. I introduced myself, and I immediately felt accepted, like I had known them for a long time. They were playing basketball. If you know me, I’m athletic but I don’t play a lot of mainstream sports. I’m a parkour guy. But they let me right into the game without any qualifications or expectations. There was a mutual respect, even though I was a complete stranger, and I was only there for one night.

The moral of the story is that I think we should try to accept new people or people that feel left out. And kind of accept them, let them into your games, without regard to win or lose. Because no one loses when everyone plays. No matter their social status or way of life, accept them only as a human being worthy of love and acceptance. At the end of the day, we are all the same. We are all made by the same maker. And so why have other people be left out just because of a stupid thing like they don’t know how to play or the leader of the group doesn’t like them? I know you know what I mean, when I say that.

Please, not just for their sake but for yours, accept others because the feeling of a community is more fulfilling than social status. And I know this because of this activity.

Jericho