Seems like these days, to be a “Christian” is to try resist temptation (most of the time),
to try to figure out how to be the same while being different,
and to make pilgrimage plans based on the weather report.
I’ve had enough of that.
So I aim to reclaim the name Christian.
To reclaim a life of perpetual resistance, and perfect obedience.
To realize that to make a mark one must be different…
And instead of waiting for fair weather, to run into darkness.
Because that’s where shining makes a difference.
And because that’s what Christians do.
“Behold, a king shall reign in righteousness, and princes shall rule in judgment.
And a man shall be as an hiding place from the wind and a covert from the tempest; as rivers of water in a dry place, as the shadow of a great rock in a weary land…” (Is 32:1,2 Emphasis added)
|Above the timber line: looking down from Arizona’s tallest peak.