The offense of the Lone Ranger

Reading books about what following Christ is and isn't reminded me of a video I saw a while back. A guy meets a Mormon in a parking lot and argues about why the Bible is right and Mormonism is wrong. He doesn't let the poor Mormon guy get a word in.

It was about as subtle and loving as a kick in the crotch.

In the end the frustrated young Mormon rides away on his bike, while the victorious hero beats his chest and all but bellows, "I'm the greatest!"

I just can't call that behavior Christian or remotely Christ-like.

Following Christ is about love in the most true, purest sense. It isn't about being right. It kills me inside that we still don't get it.