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Sunday morning I had a chat with my 10-year old cousin, Caleb. He wanted to bring his cell phone into church and I didn’t think it was a good idea. I was 10 once and he sometimes forgets that. I explained there was no reason he would need his phone and it would be just fine left in the car. I then went on to explain that the only reason I bring mine into church is to take sermon notes. All was settled, so I thought.
I sat absorbing the sermon and typing notes on my iPhone. Then something struck me that I wasn’t sure about. I decided to text my friend sitting two seats from me to ask her a question about something the pastor had just said. I was immediately convicted with that morning’s previous conversation in my mind, but I justified it. I’m asking a question about the sermon. It should be fine. 
As soon as I hit the send button, I knew I was a hypocrite. I didn’t practice what I had just preached an hour earlier to someone who looked up to me. Not only that, but I even wrote a blog post in May to share with others how to honor our pastors.

H Y P O C R I T E !

So, I had to eat my words. I told Caleb what I had done and then we had a conversation about the word hypocrite. He forgave me, of course and a lesson was learned. All was well and the day went on. Though I accepted the forgiveness from Jesus, the memory is still fresh in my mind – a reminder that we have to constantly practice what we preach.
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