There are times in my life when I catch myself looking at someone less fortunate than me and thinking, "I am glad I am not them." I continue on my way in my Banana Republic clothes driving a Ford Edge and pulling into a card access only parking lot for work.
It wasn't until church one Sunday night at Cross Point Community Church that my attitude changed. I walked in to see over 200 ex-cons and homeless people in the sanctuary. At first I was taken back a little. I sat down and waited for the service to start. The band got up and started playing then the next thing I knew I was worshipping the same God with people I thought were "less" than me.
I learned that night that everyone would be on the same level ground when looking up at the cross. Which brings me to a story that I read earlier. It's a story of a football coach at a High School that has all the best equipment, great support, and "good" kids that wanted to do something nice for a football team under different circumstances.
He arranged a football game against a maximum-security correctional facility. Not only did he do that, he asked that half the crowd cheer for them. Treat the criminals like they would their own sons. Treat them "normal". Something most of us would not do.
A game where cheering for the other side is better than winning
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I stumbled upon this article and then shared it with my family over Christmas. What an amazing picture of what happens when Christians take the words of Jesus literally.
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