On Generational Mistakes & Keeping Our Mouths Shut
Mistakes can easily be made by anyone. Profanity, everyone's favorite sin, is a common one, especially because we have forgotten that curse words are not newly minted expressions or interjections of the 21st century, but are still what they are known as before: curse words. This is not to say that I don't utilized such fabulous vocabulary, especially when I'm irritated at work or a cab driver just won't stop when it obvious that we - poor NY pedestrians - have the right of way and support of the stop light while crossing. However, such linguistic shortcomings minimizes the issue of generational mistakes, categorized as sins or transgressions or whatever you call it, which actually bring about consequences beyond you or your life here on earth. Many people commit this type of mistake and for us "righteous" and Christian people (yeah, I am one), it's easy to judge them. Heaven knows how I regularly pass on judgment on those who commit this type of failing and the commonly known speaking in tongues that I practice actually translates into a different language when I express my opinion about them. A language my parents will definitely abhor, rebuke and flat-out reject, in Jesus name. Human flaw dictates that we compare ourselves with those who we feel are more flawed than us, having the narrow and dumb idea that we are flawless, using it as some benchmark for our oration on righteousness and holiness. A benchmark that, I strongly feel, we must only apply to our unsophisticated analysis of human matters when we are intoxicated or experiencing some form of hallucination. Reality, over and over again has shown that we are imperfect and any human being who acts or treats another human being as if he or she is the epitome of infallibility may well deserve a penthouse suite in a mental institution. We all make mistakes and at the end of the day, none of them is bigger or greater than the core idea that we committed a sin. It's the consequence, however, where the line is delineated on the severity of our error, transforming mistakes from generally homogeneous acts of missing the mark of righteousness to paths of terror of varying proportions for the affected. And such mistakes, we Christians firmly believe but rarely uphold, can only be judged by the Almighty who will hold us accountable at the end of our lives. My personal experience has shown me that people make mistakes, sometimes beyond their own control, many in a deliberate fashion. Our fallen self will force us to commit the act of passing on judgment, complementing the already committed act of sin, since such practice is a sin in itself. But emotions ride wild, especially when we allow it to manifest itself unhindered - enabling our tongue, minds and actions to inflict greater sorrow on those who we feel have committed the greater error. Matthew 7:1 declares, "do not judge, or you too will be judged." A hearty suggestion for us who may have the instant instinct to do such deed, simply because we can. And every single day, as I grow up and meet more realities that I never have met, I realize that in these times when I witness someone has fallen from grace, regardless of how often it may have been, begin to understand the enormous significance and value of my parent's advice. An advice that will serve me well, in any setting, keeping me from sin and becoming an apprentice of Satan when someone has fallen short of the righteous standard we proudly declare we have to bear, but which we all regularly violate. When you have nothing good to say, and especially when your opinion is not useful and not requested, - shut your mouth.