â€œBehold, I am insignificant; what can I reply to Thee? I lay my hand on my mouthâ€¦â€ – Job 40:4
I want to write to all you church-going phonies out thereâ€”the ones who look heavenly on Sunday, but live like hell Monday through Saturday. You look good on the outside but when God looks at your insidesâ€”your heartâ€”itâ€™s a dirty mess!
Iâ€™ve got bad news for you. Jesus hates religious phoniness. But thereâ€™s good news. He loves the phonies. He gave His life for phony hypocrites like you and me.
The end of being a church-going phony is to admit our sin separates us from God; then ask Christâ€™s forgiveness; then believe Heâ€™s your only hope for change, to be right with God.
And hereâ€™s the irony: When we begin to be more real with God and with others, we begin to be more like Jesus. Heâ€™s the only person who has ever lived without any trace of phoniness.