Where does it all come from??

Just for the record....I am a very bad blogger.

I saw this article on Foxnews. I'll save you the trouble of reading it and summarize. A British scientist proposes a theory about how DNA evolved from much simpler RNA. Thus "proving" another piece of the puzzle of how life evolved.

I have been studying biology/medicine for quite a while now. 4 years of college (BS in Animal Biology), 4 years of Medical School, 5 years of training (Internal Medicine and Oncology). The one thing that becomes more and more striking to me is how little we understand about the human body and life itself. I cannot explain why some people get cancer and others do not. I cannot explain why some people respond very well to the treatment that we offer and others do not. I can explain things that will increase the risk, but none of it is certain. Everyone knows people that have smoked 3 packs a day for 60 years and never get lung cancer.
We are not even close to understanding the complexity of the human eye.
How did birds get a 5 chambered heart while humans only get 4 chambers?
Why do some men go bald, and some go gray (some get both)?
Why can I see through a jellyfish?
The list of questions only goes on and on and on....

As the scientific community has advanced in knowledge they seem to turn farther and farther away from the obvious. They come up with more theories. They will accept anything that discounts the possibility of the one obvious explanation for all of it. Scientists would have us believe that it makes perfect sense. It just happened over time. It took billions of years, but it evolved. Somehow, someway something came out of nothing. Life developed where there was none. From a chemical soup 1 cell developed and over billions of years that 1 cell turned into the insects, birds, trees, elephants, and babies. Oh yeah, and those babies develop when a very small part of a man and very small part of a woman are joined together. They figured out how to grow for 9 months inside the woman until it can survive on this planet. Then it discovered how to exit from the womb. Yup, just like that. Over billions of years a small 6-8 pound helpless baby somehow learned on it's own that it can grow up into a 150 pound adult. One that can walk, talk, spell, jump, eat, urinate, see the world, and remember what happened 3 years ago. That adult can go on to do it all over again. Make another little baby. It just happened over time.

Are you kidding me??? How does that make any sense at all. The most educated people in our world accept this as truth because it seems better to them than the alternative.

I know that it is only the power of the Holy Spirit that allows me to see the truth, but it seems so obvious. We are only here because of divine design. How much easier is it to admit that God did it all. Simple. Straightforward. No leaps of time. No life-forming transformations. No cosmic soup. God just did it. It is obvious that he exists because I am not the same as poison ivy. He is real because my lungs knew to become lungs and my toes became toes. God understood that I would not breath nearly as well if my lungs were made out of toenails. He created my body to fight infections. If get a cold, my body develops a fever to fight that cold. He did it. He is real. He is God. He is. He is all.

I am so thankful today for the God that is powerful enough to create things that I can not even begin to understand. I will gladly serve that God with all my remaining breaths. When he sees fit to let me have my last one, I'll spend eternity with Him. Maybe it's just me, but that's a better deal than "It just kind of happened over a REALLY long time"

Doughnuts with Dad....

I guess I'm going to stick with the 5 year old theme. Today was "Doughnuts with Dads day" at my little (oldest) girl's school. I have been looking forward to this day for weeks. I missed "breakfast with dad day" because NOBODY TOLD ME. I guess I should have been paying better attention to the announcements. It was a blast!! I got to eat some tasty baked sugar piles with my daughter. She read her creative journal to me page by page. She gave me the crafts that they have been working on for their dads. My favorite was a little fill in the blank about dad. My daughter's comments are in bold.

He's as handsome as my brother
He's as smart as me
He's as tall as a tree
He's as funny as mommy
He's as happy as the sun
He's as strong as mommy
He's as hungry as the moon
He's as nice as me.

Love J.

There's nothing better than being as hungry as the moon. Apparently my daughter thinks she is nice and smart (both true). I guess we are teaching good self-esteem.

This was all attached to a little pre-printed picture that she painted. The picture was a of an arm chair with a remote control and a bag of "tater chips".

I have been thinking of this choice of a picture all day. What picture did the teacher choose to represent fathers? What image would be appropriate for kids to give to their dads as a representation of who they are? What represents fatherhood in America? I know it was probably unintentional. Nevertheless, the fact that it was junk food, TV, and an arm chair really bothered me. This really speaks to what fathers have become in our society. We are not thought of as fathers that are interacting with our kids. Playing with our kids. Teaching our children. Loving our precious ones. We are not living out the purpose that God designed us for. Instead, so many fathers have their butts stuck to a couch in front of the TV eating a bag of chips. This is the image that we have carved of ourselves ourselves to the world. Even worst, that is the father that so many children grow up knowing. This is the role model that so many little boys have of manhood. That is what our young ladies are growing up thinking is the role of a father. That is what they will think is normal when they seek a husband. I know my little blog is not going to change the world, but COME ON MEN!! Is this who we want to be? We need to get it in gear. We need to be there for our children. We need to step up to the plate and be the fathers that God intends. We need to take an active role in raising our children and stop leaving it up to our wives.

A quick stroll to the christian bookstore proved this point. There are three rows of "women's issues" books and half a shelf of "men's issues" books. and most of those deal with overcoming pornography. I know that books is not the issue, but it shows a general lack of interest of the American male in being engaged in their children's lives. Christian men are not much better.

I know, I know. I initially thought I was overreacting too. Unfortunately, this image of a father is all that many people get. This is what is their normalcy. Or they get something much worst. They get the abusive alcoholic. They get the derogatory authoritarian. They get the withdrawn workaholic. They get the chauvinistic pig. They get no father at all because he decided to leave mommy for "Bambi" the 20 year old office secretary.

My prayer today is that I would choose to live moment by moment as the father God intends. To show my children an image of my Eternal Father. To not permanently tarnish their perception of God. To show the world what fatherhood is supposed to be.

Men, won't you join me??

The Amazing Faith of a five-year-old.

My little girl accepted Christ several months ago. I know what you're thinking...she's too young. I had my doubts too, but she was the one that initiated it. She had been asking questions about if for several months and finally realized (on her own that she had to do accept Him in order to go to heavan) She prayed the most amazing prayer on her own. (which I missed since I was on call that night) We refused to tell her what to say because we wanted to make sure that she understood what it all means. I can honestly say that there has been a significant change in her perspective on life since that time. She is especially worried about her little 3 year old brother. We have had to convince her that she does not need to keep reminding him that he does not get to go to heaven. She's backing off a little.

She loves to sing. She especially loves to make up songs of her own. (Clearly, these are much cooler than ones other people have allready made). She made a song tonight that just melted my heart. Nothing but the spirit of God could bring out something so beautiful from a 5 year old child. Ah, that we could all have the faith of a child. Tonight's song went something like this...

(To God)

Can you hear me
Can you hear me talking
Can you hear me talking now
Can you hear me
Yes I hear you

Can you hear me
Can you hear me praying
Can you hear me praying now
Can you hear me
Yes I hear you

Can you hear me
Can you hear me thinking
Can you hear me thinking now
Can you hear me
Yes I hear you

Can you hear me
Can you hear me always
Can you hear me always
Can you hear me
Yes I hear you

Can you hear me
Yes I hear you

Can you hear me
Yes I hear you

Can you hear me
Yes I hear you

Where is my Christian plumber?

I was in desperate need of a plumber a few weeks ago. Apparently, you are not supposed to put potato peels down the garbage disposal. Especially not the potato peels from all 6 jumbo baking potatoes that I had just peeled. (These are the things that your parents really ought to teach you in life).

1 trip to wal-mart, 3 bottles of drain-o, one bad experience with a plunger later, I gave up on learning to plumb for myself. So I started asking around. I really wanted a christian plumber. I figure if someone chooses to plumb for a living, I want the one that plumbs for Christ to fix my sink.

The problem is I don't know any plumbers. Christian or otherwise. I don't have anything against plumbers. I am not anti-plumber. I just do not know any. I always get a little nervous about strangers in my house. Especially if it happens while I am at work and my sweet, beautiful, wife is alone with the kids. So, I wished at that point that I knew someone who chose to plumb for a living. Someone who supported their family by correcting that poor drainage choices of people like me. I needed someone that was taught better by their parents (Yes mom, that means you....in their defense we were too poor to have a garbage disposal, so we bought a cat). I needed someone who knew that potato peels go in the trash can and garbage disposals are not to be used.

So I looked in the phone book. I was really hoping to find a christian plumber. There was no company called "Plumbers for Christ". There were no "uncloggers for the master". I'm pretty sure roto-rooter is not Hebrew for christian plumber. There were no adds with a little John 3:16. There weren't even any little fish swimming around the plumber yellow pages.

I gave up and decided to ask a co-worker. One who was sure to know a christian plumber. If anyone knew a christian plumber it would be a christian doctor. Unfortunately his parents had taught him the potato peel secret. The reason for this big long rant is what he told me next. That he deliberately does not use businesses that have christian fish on them. He has found that the ones that have the little fishie end up charging more and doing a worst job. WOW! What does that say about us? Even a Christian doctor would not recommend a christian plumber. Is that how the rest of the world thinks of us? As Christians we are to be the light of the world. To do all things for Christ. Is it really true that we are being a poor example of Him by the quality of our workmanship? I don't know the answer to that for plumbers, but it has really challenged me to make sure that I am doing my best in all things. Not for my glory, or my praise, but for God's. To make sure that anyone that knows my faith thinks that I do my best.

For the record, I went with the plumber with a picture of his kids in the yellow pages. That's second best to the christian plumber in my book. He charged me $140 to tell me not to put potato peels down the garbage disposal.

Fake Grace

I read this story today. CLICK HERE TO READ IT.

Unbelievable. Absolutely unbelievable. I'm all for church discipline, but this is out of control. I hope they do not come to my house and turn me in for copying a CD or watching an R rated movie.

The insane part is the name of the church "Grace Community Church".



I am not sure why it bothers me so much when I see people and churches offer fake grace. In the name of Grace (literally in this case) they condemn both Christians and non-Christians. They offer legalism to all that will listen and call it grace. I suspect that this is why so many believers have such a hard time understanding grace. We have rarely seen it in the church. I have seen so many judgmental, legalistic churches with the word grace in their name. I'm not sure if it makes people feel better to put grace on the title or what? If we are going to claim grace, shouldn't we offer it?

Little Drummer Boy

I love Christmas music. Really, I love it all the time...but it's even better at this time of the year. My favorite is re-workings of classic songs with a modern feel to them. I recently picked up two new Christmas ep's The Almost "No Gift to Bring" and Project 86 "This time of year". One song really stuck out to me. Before I listened to the words, the only thing I remembered about little drummer boy was the "pa rum pum pum pum". I'm sure most people already knew what the rest of the song was about, but, I had no idea. The lyrics are below as well as the Almost version of the song from You Tube.

A couple of things really spoke to me. I pictured this little boy who so desperately wanted to give something to the new Christ Child. He didn't have much but he offered what he had. Actually, had so much more to give than expensive fragrances. More than Gold. He gave out of his joy. he gave from his heart. Out of what he had. He gave what he knew. He gave what he loved. He wanted to play a little song for the Christ Child.

How often we try to come to God with something less than we ought to. We try to bestow on Him gifts and we try to work for Him. We do and we do but we do not open up our hearts. We do not give out of what we love. We miss the point of the little drummer boy. We do not give Him ourselves. We do not come to dwell in his presence. Let us come to Him just to see Him smile. To play our drum as a child.

I told my 5 year old the story of the song and now she wants to listen to it over and over.

Little Drummer Boy

Come they told me, pa rum pum pum pum
A new born King to see, pa rum pum pum pum
Our finest gifts we bring, pa rum pum pum pum
To lay before the King, pa rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum,

So to honor Him, pa rum pum pum pum,
When we come.

Little Baby, pa rum pum pum pum
I am a poor boy too, pa rum pum pum pum
I have no gift to bring, pa rum pum pum pum
That's fit to give the King, pa rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum,

Shall I play for you, pa rum pum pum pum,
On my drum?

Mary nodded, pa rum pum pum pum
The ox and lamb kept time, pa rum pum pum pum
I played my drum for Him, pa rum pum pum pum
I played my best for Him, pa rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum,

Then He smiled at me, pa rum pum pum pum
Me and my drum.

Christ is sufficient even if....

We have recently had some friends that are going through some incredibly tough times. I cannot begin to understand the pain and devestation that they are feeling. My thoughts and prayers have been with the family continually.

Hardships seem to be everywhere on this earth. I look at the lives that people have lived and it breaks my heart. Abuse, Death, Loneliness, Depression, Illness, Pain, etc, etc. Some of the troubles are self inflicted. Some are caused by sin. Some are through no fault of our own. I have been thinking about a Christ-Follower's response to all of this. Contrary to what some people think, we are not immune from hardhips. In fact, often times they seem to come more for Christ-Followers. I'm pretty sure that from an earthly standpoint, Paul's life would have been better if he had continued to persecute christians rather than becoming the beaten. How should we respond? What comfort does the Christian have? Where should we turn? I thought of this verse below and have been comforted. I thought I'd share.


1 Corinthians 12:7-10

7To keep me from becoming conceited because of these surpassingly great revelations, there was given me a thorn in my flesh, a messenger of Satan, to torment me. 8Three times I pleaded with the Lord to take it away from me. 9But he said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness." Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me. 10That is why, for Christ's sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.

WOW. His power is made strong in our weakness. His Grace and Love is even more evident through us when we are in the hard times. There is no promise of an easy life...but we get something more, something better. A way to make it through the difficulties. A promise that Christ is enough. Even to the point of death, He is enough. This is because death is just the beginning for us. It is the start of a new life free from the pains of this world. I pray that we would all understand this in our lives. I pray especially for those hurting and going throught the "weaknesses, insults, hardships, persecutions, and difficulties" today. I pray they will know the Comfort of Christ, Love of Christ, Peace of Christ, Joy of Christ, and Hope of Christ.

Vine-Seeker or Fruit-Examiner

John 15

1"I am the true vine, and my Father is the gardener. 2He cuts off every branch in me that bears no fruit, while every branch that does bear fruit he prunes so that it will be even more fruitful. 3You are already clean because of the word I have spoken to you. 4Remain in me, and I will remain in you. No branch can bear fruit by itself; it must remain in the vine. Neither can you bear fruit unless you remain in me.

5"I am the vine; you are the branches. If a man remains in me and I in him, he will bear much fruit; apart from me you can do nothing. 6If anyone does not remain in me, he is like a branch that is thrown away and withers; such branches are picked up, thrown into the fire and burned. 7If you remain in me and my words remain in you, ask whatever you wish, and it will be given you. 8This is to my Father's glory, that you bear much fruit, showing yourselves to be my disciples.




I have struggled with this passage most of my life. It clearly states that we are to produce fruit. I have heard many sermons on the importance of producing fruit. I struggled most of my life trying to do that better; to be a fruity christian. I thought that was what you had to do. What God called us to do. Recently God has been working on my heart. He has revealed the importance of Grace and how I cannot do christianity well enough on my own. But what does that mean about the fruit? Are we still to be fruit examiners?

What I have come to realize is that I am not to focus on the fruit. In the passage we are commanded to do only one thing. To Abide in Him. TO stay connected to the Vine. To seek after Christ. The Be Transformed study we have been doing made an excellent illustration of trying to glue fruit onto the branch. There is no life flowing into the fruit they are just glued onto the branch. They may appear real but they are not growing there. The reason for this is that we cannot make fruit (as the law clearly pointed out). We can just seek Christ and allow Him to live out of us then the fruit will come. I still believe that Christians ought to have fruit evidenced in their lives. The Bible gives a clear picture of what these fruit look like. But We are never asked to strive to bear the fruit. God calls us to remain in the vine. To pursue Christ. To allow Him to flow from us. Out of that relationship the fruit will come. But the fruit is not to be our focus. So many Christians spend their time and energy examining the fruit (both theirs and others). We would be far better off if we spent our energy remaining in Christ rather than checking our own fruit to make sure it is ripe. Dwelling in Him rather thumping others fruit to make sure they are authentic. I strive today to be a Vine-Seeker rather than a Fruit-Examiner. I am done being a fruity Christian, I want to dwell in the Vine.

What Do we do when people are talking?

I had a brief discussion with my sweet wife during lunch today about this. What do we do when we are talking to people. There are so few people around that are really good listeners. I think that a large reason for this is that most of us care more about what we have to say than what others have to say. We'd rather plan our next words than really concentrate about what others are saying. We're to busy thinking about our response than thinking about what their words mean. We are trying to think of something to top what the other person is saying. A funnier story, a worst day, similar experience, etc.

I have struggled with this alot. I try to listen, but too often I am too busy planning my response. I'm thinking about what I am going to say instead of focusing my full attention on others.

This is not a way to show love to the world around us. We're not demonstrating Christ by planning what our words will be. When people realize that we are giving them our full attention they will see a difference in how we interact compared to the rest of the world.

My prayer is that I can show love by being a better listener.

My middle monkey

My middle monkey really makes me laugh. He has such a smile. He glows with joy. He is so free. He is so full of love. He is also very emotional. As parents, we have tried to encourage our children to express themselves. To share their feelings. To not keep things inside. My middle monkey most certainly got this message. He is very good at expressing his feelings. He may only be 3 years old, but he has figured out how to get his feelings hurt. Unfortunately, getting his feelings hurt means that he does not like something. Anytime someone says something that he does not like this is grounds to have it hurt his feelings. From his reaction, you would think that it has crushed his soul. Conversation below....

ME: Buddy, it's nap time.
Monkey: I don't want to take a nap
ME: I know, but you have to so you can feel rested later.
Monkey: but daddy, that hurts my feelings
ME: I'm sorry that that your feelings are hurt but you still need to take a nap
Monkey:[with whimpers and tears] That hurts my feelings
ME: I know sweetie, but you still need to
Monkey:[Full blown sobbing] BoooHoooHooo
ME: Come on, Buddy
Monkey: [whimpers start to fade a little] Can I have some big cold milk in a sippy cup?
ME: You just had some, you can't have too much to drink before nap time.
Monkey: [back to normal voice] But I want some more
ME: I know you do, but you can't now.
Monkey: but daddy, that hurts my feelings
ME: I'm sorry that that your feelings are hurt but you still can't have more milk
Monkey:[with whimpers and tears] That hurts my feelings
ME: I know sweetie, but you still can't.
Monkey:[Full blown sobbing] BoooHoooHooo
etc, etc, etc

As much fun as this conversation sounds like, it loses it's charm when you get to do it 3000 times a day. Pretty much anytime that you ask him to do something he does not want to.

Than I was thinking about how often I respond to God in the same way. He lovingly tells me that something is not good for me. It is not in His plan for me. I don't like His plans so I start to complain. "This hurts my feelings." I think I know what is best. So i throw a little hissy fit. etc, etc etc.

My prayer today is that I would accept the wisdom of God, rather than try to use my own. Mine is not so good. I should know this by now.

worshiping God...crazy Love

I recently read a Book called Crazy Love by Francis Chan. It was amazing and I would highly recommend it. The point of the book was that if love is what sets us apart form the world and makes us stand out, it ought to be some special love, some Crazy Love. He describes how this crazy love is so different from the world's love and challenges us to live this out.

Towards the beginning of the book, He refers the reader to watch a video on his website about how amazing God's creation is. How just examining the magnitude of His creation is enough to drop us to our knees in worship.

If you have a few minutes follow this link and click on Videos and then The Awe Factor of God.

Wow. The same God that creating this amazing universe also created a grain of sand and me. This same God loves me unconditionally and offers me Grace. He wants to spend time with me. He wants to love me in ways I don't understand.

Join me in worship today.

Crossed fingers vs. Cross Bearer

Several weeks ago Celena and I were speaking with some non-Christian neighbors about their mother who was being evaluated for Multiple Myeloma. I helped answer their questions and gave some them some details about myeloma and its prognosis. Towards the end of it he said "well, we'll just cross our fingers". I didn't really think much about it, but later my very thoughtful wife pointed out to me how sad that really is. There is a real chance that his mother will be dead in a within a few years and the only source of hope is two fingers folded over each other.

I have been thinking alot about this since then. It is amazing how many people think this way. How many people have that as their only source of hope. Earlier today I was explaining to a patient at work that the chance of our treatment helping his metastatic melanoma was only about 30%, but we felt it was worth a try since there was not much else out there. The response was "Let's do it, We'll just cross our fingers".

How sad it is that for many people in this world that is all that they have. Faced with life and death that is their only source of comfort. Two little fingers folded over each other when facing their own death. And no understanding of what may happen after death. It is remarkable how many people know that they are going to die and still have not considered what will happen after that. How amazing it is to know that we have so much more than that. No matter what happens in this life we have comfort in knowing that the creator of the universe will work it out for our good. The maker of the galaxy will embrace us in heaven when our time here is over. The designer of the coral reef will bathe us in His love. The One that controls the hurricane sent His Son to adopt us as His children. WOW!! What comfort. With what I do I have also seen the other end of the spectrum. I have seen believers facing their death and being totally reliant on Christ. Totally comfortable with their eternal destination. Praising God for their life while facing their death.


What would you rather have as your comfort: The cross bearer or crossed fingers.

I thank God that I know where my comfort lies.

My sweet Wifey

I cannot express how thankful I am that God allowed me to be married to this amazing woman for over 12 years now. There is no doubt that we were divinely designed to be together. I am so very blessed to call her my wife. Below are 10 things that I love about her that I am not sure if I tell her enough.

10. She takes the time to think about things. Not in a superficial way (like I do) but deep important things (like how our kids are growing up and are what are we teaching them, etc.)

9. She tries to do the little things to make my life better. (i.e. waking up early in the morning to fix my daughters hair so she looks pretty for the day because I have no idea how to fix a little girl's hair)

8. She encourages me to take time for myself every once in a while.

7. She has supported me through the long and twisted journey of my career (High School, College, 1 year research, Medical school, residency, fellowship....we're almost there baby. I promise)

6. She tries Daily to live out of the Spirit rather than her Flesh

5. Her eyes are the most beautiful shade of Blue (and sometimes green)

4. She encourages me daily to be the best that I can be

3. She really acts interested when I am telling her things that she cares nothing about (sports, music, etc)

2. She smiles when she sees me

1. She loves the Lord God with all her heart.

I love you

The Well Adjusted Sinner

Tonight the small group we are attending continued our Be Transformed study. We talked alot about the two patterns of flesh.

Negative Fleshers -- Negative fleshers respond in the flesh by sating that I am not good enough; I am a failure; I can't do it; etc. They respond to stress and conflict with negative emotions (towards themselves or towards others). There are the obvious problems with this sin reaction. But there are also some advantages to being a negative flesher. The main one is that it is much easier to be brought to brokenness. It takes brokenness for us to submit to the Spirit of Christ.

Positive Fleshers -- (This is me - what I like to call the well adjusted sinner). Postive fleshers respond by saying I can try harder, It's not that bad, it's not my fault, It will be ok, I just need to work harder. For many years I told myself that I was ok. Sure I had sin, sure I was not perfect. But I was pretty good and I knew Christ. The problem with positive fleshers is that it is MUCH harder to reach the point of brokenness. Much harder to see our total depravity.


In our culture it may seem to be a more desirable to be a positive flesher than a negative flesher. The truth is that we all have flesh. We all have sin (At least before Christ). Often positive flesher are successful people in the culture because they just work more to overcome their sins. The problem is not the reaction but the cause of the reaction. We need to be entirely reliant on Christ and respond in the Spirit rather our flesh.

I pray tonight that the Spirit would overwhelm the flesh and control my reactions and action.

Which flesh are you??

The Legalism of Grace...learning to love the legalistic

It is an amazing realization to finally see the doctrine of grace for what it really is. To be able to experience the freedom that comes only from accepting Christ. Often times we want to share this with others. For me, I was bound in legalism. I thought that I had to "do things" for God and always fell short. Steve McVey (Grace Walk) calls this the Condemnation-Rededication-Motivation cycle (or something like that). I was trapped in this rut for many years. Only until I understood grace better was I able to break away from this cycle. When I see others in the same place, I want to show them what I now see. I want them to know that there is No condemnation for those that are in Christ (Rom 8:1). I want them to live in the freedom that they have in Christ.

Unfortunately, I cannot bring them to that realization. That is up to the Holy spirit within them. I first had a hard time with this. I wanted to change the legalism of others and turn them onto grace. I now realize that it's okay. It is not my place to bring others along on the same journey as me. I think that it is beneficial to talk about where I am spiritually and how I got there. To share my story with people. To share how I broke free from the cycle I was in. But I need to remember that it was Christ that got me there. In the same way that I could not get myself to this point without Christ, I cannot bring others there without Christ. Trying to make people see what I see is like creating a new form of legalism: the legalism of grace. I cannot have a lesser opinion of others because they have not come to the same realization of grace that I have. I cannot be judgmental because they are still bound in legalism. There is no condemnation for them as there is none for me (even though they are still believing the legalism lie).

Our Job is to learn to love the legalistic not to convert them.