Dad’s mother, “Mom B” (we weren’t allowed to call her grandma),
worked a few years as “girl’s matron” in a mental hospital, when I was a lad. We’d visit some Lord’s Day afternoons; I was introduced early-on to the idea of some being mentally deficient. Later I visited hospitals where some were physically deficient. As a pastor have I seen some spiritually deficient? Probably. It’s better to love, even “waste” (tongue-n-cheek) love than to write them off as hypocrites. At times mentally and physically limited souls are doing the best they can. God knows who are spiritually doing the best they can.
I’m very glad He’s the Final Judge.
– eab, 2/25/17
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