Today I am so excited to present to you a guest post by one of the people I love most in the world. She is my baby sister and the mother of my grand girl. (Yeah. Just you try to figure that one out.) She doesn’t have a blog and I haven’t talked her into a Twitter account yet, so you can’t go find her, but just wait! Some day she is going to be famous! So…without further a deux, here are some words from Liz:

My sister, “The worst preachers wife ever”, asked me to guest post here on her blog. For that opportunity I am truly grateful and astonished. I have no great writing skills,  and I surely have nothing brilliant to say. So I will just write what I know and feel and hope someone needed to hear it.

Let me get straight to the point. A great majority of the time I’d rather “hang out” with my friends who do not attend church than my church friends.  My friends who don’t go to church are less likely to judge me if I make a mistake.  I don’t have to worry about explaining myself to them or trying to make sure they still like me after I mess up.  They don’t put any unrealistic expectations on me just because I’m a Christian.  I find the opposite is usually true when it comes to my church friends.  I sometimes feel like I’m not “good enough” for those friends.  That I am constantly having to defend my Christianity or prove myself.

I get highly annoyed when the so-called “Christians” walk around with their noses in the air as if they are better than those who don‘t attend church.  I have seen one of my Christian friends sit back and watch as one of their friends was about to “stumble” just so they could bash them, judge them, and to be the first to point out how wrong they were.  We are all sinners. We all mess up from time to time and we are all loved equally by God.  Jesus said let those who are without sin be the first to cast their stone.  He didn’t say those with the fewest sins or those with the smallest sin go ahead and chunk a few rocks.

I noticed that my friends who don’t go to church didn’t stop hanging out with me once I turned my life around. I also noticed that some of my church friends quit wanting to hang out before I did. If we as Christians segregate ourselves from those who aren’t, how are we suppose to live out the great commission? Jesus said those who are sick need doctors not the people who are already healthy.  In other words we should be going about trying to help those who don’t know Jesus yet.  Kind of hard to help the un-churched we are too afraid to even get near them.

If Jesus were to come back right now, where do think he would rather find us?  Sitting around with other church people talking about how someone needs to reach people who don‘t go to church? Or would he rather find us in the middle of EVERYONE trying to reach as many people for him as we can?