There was a period when as a younger Christian I spent a lot of time trying to point out how other Christians were being fake, when in reality it was I who was the impersonator. I was leading the investigation into the murder of my own heart. If I had spent a fraction of that time on becoming humble and pleasing before God instead of criticizing the person next to me then perhaps I would have done some good. Don’t get me wrong, there is a place for correction and criticism in the body, but not in order to make yourself feel more secure. People are transformed, not by the words that we say, but by the lives that we live. It is natural for a believer to feel disgusted with the world and its influence on the Church, but remember that Christ didn’t just criticize His bride, He died for her.