I cannot maintain an attitude of “us” and “them”.
I recently viewed an anti-human trafficking documentary in which one of the ‘rescuers’ declared, “I hope there is a special place in hell for (traffickers of children).” The statement simultaneously resonated with me and made me cringe.
I think that having a heart for justice is completely consistent with- even flows from- being a child of God. After all, Jesus reserved some of his harshest words for anyone who would harm a child: it would be better for him to have a large millstone hung around his neck and to be drowned in the depths of the sea (Matthew 18:6).
At the same time, I find it tempting to cross over the fine line between caring and condemnation. A line over which only a Holy God is qualified to step. The danger for me is to allow my indignation at “heinous sin” to justify, rationalize, and minimize my own “mini-rebellions”.
I have to constantly remind myself that, as Ravi Zacharias says, “We may not all be as bad, but we are all as bad off”. That is, I have the same potential for evil in my heart, and also the same inability to forgive/save myself.