What am I waiting for?

I've heard more sermons than I care to recollect and count.
Spent more hours in church than a good 90% of the Christian world.
I've spent hours in prayer and reading my bible.
And probably even more hours reading Christian blogs, Christian stories, Christian inspirations.
And in the last two years I've begun spending hours upon hours writing those Christian blogs myself.

I've tithed.
I've been a faithful member of my local church for as long as I've been alive.
I've tried to be generous.
I've rarely said the curse words that Christians aren't suppose to say.
I've always worn what Christians are suppose to wear.

I've had the right kind of friends.
I've tried not to judge.
I've stayed away from the wrong places.
I've never drank a beer, never smoked a cigarette, and never tried any type of illegal drug.

I was raised this way and this, my friends, is my comfort zone.

There are a thousand and one things I haven't done though, that I should have. I've been reading a Christian blog lately, that's repeated several times that Christians/Churches in general are more concerned with what they shouldn't do, and what they believe to be wrong, than what they should be doing and what they believe is right.

Strangely enough, I won't link to the blog on my own blog, because there is so much bad language on the blog. The most recent post I read had more ***'s in it than I care to remember. But that doesn't make the blog bad. They raised a good point.

Everyone knows how Christians should not behave. I've heard more than one person say that if you want to know how a Christian shouldn't behave, go ask a sinner. Because they'll tell you better than most Christians could what they shouldn't see a Christian doing.

Then there's what Christians should be doing. If all the Christians did what they should be doing the world would be turned on end.

Instead, we sit in this middle of the road abstaining from the evils, and rarely actively pursuing the good. We hope to live a good life, no better than the unsaved Johnsons down the street, except the difference is we're saved. Being good won't get you into heaven. Being good, and being saved will though. Right?

I don't want to get into heaven on the minimum standards.

The problem is, it's too easy to sit back and simply take care of yourself, your own family, your own home, your own issues. It's easy. It's hard to... well, die to self.

What would Jesus do this evening when He got home from work?

If I've given my life to Him, I wonder if He's made that I made Him watch tv last night when He could have been out doing something important?