I stand in awe of people this week. I stand in amazement of people who call themselves Christians.It seems that when I look for a Christian example I see the extremes. Those that are so far gone that only a life-altering experience will steer them back or those that are so committed it is hard to tear the wooden cross from their hands at the end of the day.I know there are some in the middle who are not too atheistic but not too Christian either. I should not judge another’s faith; I should not judge at all.I do, however, have my own opinions about their actions. What I have seen in the past couple of weeks is enough to make any non-believer’s head spin. No wonder they do not want a piece of what some Christians deem as the, “religion of love.”We do not love; we tear down. We tear down people’s walls of comfort, we gaze into their private moments, and we criticize until the victim is rendered speechless. I thought we were supposed to help build the temple.In this instance a very important lesson had to be taught. A person who stood at the forefront of persecuting Phillip last week, ended up having their dirty laundry aired to the world. The prosecutor became the persecuted; the hunter became the hunted. The judgment in this case came swiftly, not reserved by fear or uncertainty as in Phillip’s case. The wolves knew what they wanted and they came for the kill. The catch 22 in this case is that the wolves and the persecutors hide under the banner of self-proclaimed Christianity. They hide under the justification that comes when God’s word is distorted.Want to be touched by religion? Listen to someone criticize another’s faith and you just have; that is what some religions are turning into.I am not saying the principles of religion or even Christianity is wrong. What I am saying is that we Christians, as a whole, have lost touch with those principles. We have moved so far from Jesus’ teachings that even he would not recognize us as part of his flock.I do not think it is a lack of faith, that is not the issue; it is the lack of practicing what we preach. It is the act of passing judgment not in a gentle toss but in the reigning down of huge boulders leaving no room for love.This week I saw a pack of wolves, not satisfied with a crumb, tear a person limb from limb. All of those wolves attend respected churches in their communities. This week I saw a person’s most intimate moments put on public display; what is even more horrifying is that I watched as self-proclaimed Christians stood in line for the opportunity to make the miserable more miserable. It was like watching the excruciating pain of an old- fashioned stoning.Only one, just one, offered the victim a hand to step down off the box they had been placed upon. That one, who does not morally agree with the victim, showed the compassion, understanding, and love that Christians should be known for. This one made me glad that not only do I believe in Jesus, but I also believe in practicing his teachings. Everyone makes mistakes; we have been forgiveness for these, thank God. But I wonder if churches are missing the message, it is not enough to just teach people to believe if you do not teach them how to practice. These wolves learn their actions and beliefs from these churches. They are vital to the teaching of behavior. I ask you to reflect on your own behavior. Have you been on the receiving end of something like this? Or is the thought of other people’s pain enough make you sick?It sounds disturbing, and living through it is 10 times worse. I wonder, if the message ever has a way of completely getting through or if our own judgment of others will always plague our ability to love.