Cool

Do I really care about my homeless friends, really love them, or is it just cool in Christianity today to be into social action?

Am I really bothered by poverty and injustice in the world, or it just cool in Christianity today to be concerned with these things?

Do I really love my neighbors or is it just cool in Christianity today to say I've done some good things for them?

Do I really want to follow Jesus or is it just cool in Christianity today (and in the political realm for that matter) to use His name to endorse my agendas?

Do I really love my enemies or is it just cool in Christianity today to tolerate them?

Am I striving after cool and trendy things in Christianity today or am I submitting my life to Jesus as my Lord?

Realizations

I've realized that very often-

I don't pray...
-instead, I plan
(and give God viable options to choose from!)

Since when did the Almighty need anything viable to create??

I am a worm

Sometimes my faith seems to have all but evaporated. Left to the harsh reality of the scorching sun, it is drawn molecule by molecule into the arid atmosphere.

I am sure this anti-gravitational phenomenon takes huge effort on someone's part, but I find myself rather sitting there-playing victim to a process I do not recognize unitl it is almost too late.

I am the earthworm coaxed from her subterranean abode by the cool dewy morning, only to find herself stuck to the concrete. My faith drying up moment by moment until all that is left is a crusty shadow of its existence.

Oh bring on the rain, to bring hydration to my body so I may crawl just inches to the salvation of the moist, dark soil!