I would say the issue is not judging but how we judge.
If I knew a brother was struggling and walking in a way that was contrary to his new nature I would come alongside and try to find out why, the same is if a brother came to me with an issue.
Walk with them, pray with them and so on.
I'm sure that majority of us would do the same.
Yet some would not.
Question their salvation "If your really saved you wouldn't be doing this, Bible says don't do so stop doing it"
That's judging that turns people away.
Then of course there are people who wouldn't even bother walking alongside. Just assumed they are not saved.
Then people go MIA, Same attitude.
Then newborns in Jesus, broken, hurt people who bring baggage with them.
Same attitude. Judge a level of works and walk according to the standards they set, yet neglecting the baggage they have that inhibits their walk with God.
If you haven't guessed by now but the truth is, this attitude makes my blood boil.
I have seen it, I have experienced it.
I thank God for the truly amazing Godly men he has bought into my life.
Those willing to love and accept me where I am at and not afraid to correct me, with words and with scripture.
A genuine dumb sheep who has gone astray will want a way back.
They tend not to because of fear of judgement.
I remember on the occasions when I did go to church after I stopped going, the following happened.
So called friends They would greet me with "Hello are you new here?
They had no idea that when I set my mind on going to church that the few nights before I would have nightmares, could not eat basically my severe anxiety that I suffer with went through the roof. My wife at times had to wake me up during the nightmares.
Their stupid crass comments just added more pain, hurt and guilt upon me
But why would they know what was going on?
They never took the time to seek me out. Judgemental to the core.
Shame on you who condemn people, write off people, have no interest in walking with people.
As I said above it makes my blood boil.
Sorry for the rant.
Anyway there was a downside to my precious saviour who came after this dumb sheep, restored him, reassured him of who he is in him, dealt with the issues that caused me wander off and still doing so.
The downside was that every Sunday when I did not go to church I did the weeks ironing.
Ironing our 4 kids uniforms, my work shirts, my wife's clothes whilst watching Jesus of Nazareth.
When I got back into church I stopped ironing.
Mind you my wife was so happy to have a husband in church than one stuck at home doing the ironing