I want to be a Christian. But what does that mean exactly? Early on I thought it meant going to church and professing my faith in Christ. As years went on, I learned that to be a Christian I had to serve the poor, give to the needy, and share my testimonial so I could bring others to God.
I try to help those in need. I see someone struggling and I want to help. I want to do what Jesus taught me. Take care of the down and out, the marginalized. I want to help them feel the love of God through my actions. I take that seriously.
At what point, though, does a person need to take responsibility for their own choices? Their own actions. I understand that difficult times befall people, especially kids. Whether it’s a dysfunctional family situation, or bullying at school, kids sometimes suffer. And it breaks my heart.
But how long do I coddle, nurture, care for someone who just doesn’t want to be helped. Who gets so much pleasure, for lack of a better word, out of being the victim that they just don’t want to change.
Does there come a point where its time to give up? Does there come a time when I have to accept that there is nothing more I can do? Would Jesus do that? Does Jesus expect me to do that?
Today, I’m struggling with my faith. I still believe in God and I still believe in Jesus, because I believe that it is in God where I find all the goodness and love in the world, but I can honestly say, I don’t know what it means to be a Christian. I don’t know if anybody does.