Impossible Dreams – Fools for Christ

Greetings Dear Reader,

Too often to keep it from getting to my heart I am reminded that there are those who think my faith is foolish.  Someone reminded me this week that it is foolish to follow Christ and that we are in a post-Christian era. 

Even if it is madness I will never abandon my faith.   I would rather be wrong and continue to learn to love and be good to others than abandon my foundation for those actions.  I said this to my detractor and he pointed out that his atheism is why he does not need to worry about such things. 

I do struggle at times with the harder parts of living out my faith.  I was, however, warned.  Jesus said that we would be hated, used, and marginalized.  We are to realize that we are blessed by this.  We are to find the joy in these moments because we are in the company of the own we follow.

I do not want to skip that the Church has failed to be what it must be in many ways.  The stereotypes and prejudice that lump together those who call themselves Christians is not deserved.  The problem is that our goodness does not echo so loudly that the stereotypes do not seem foolish.

We follow someone who holds out a cross and a crown.  We live in the paradox of foolishness.  No matter what others do to me I must be willing to remain constant in that foolishness.  After all, if I truly follow Christ and am wrong I have lost nothing.  I have in fact gained.  I may make a life or two better.

Imagine a world where everyone responds to everything lovingly.  This is a worthy goal.  It seems an impossible dream but God promises we will get there.  He also promises that the price of getting there is very high.

God’s Own Fool – Michael Card

Seems I've imagined Him all of my life

As the wisest of all of mankind

But if God's Holy wisdom is foolish to men

He must have seemed out of His mind

For even His family said He was mad

And the priests said a demon's to blame

But God in the form of this angry young man

Could not have seemed perfectly sane

When we in our foolishness thought we were wise

He played the fool and He opened our eyes

When we in our weakness believed we were strong

He became helpless to show we were wrong

And so we follow God's own fool

For only the foolish can tell-

Believe the unbelievable

And come be a fool as well

So come lose your life for a carpenter's son

For a madman who died for a dream

And you'll have the faith His first followers had

And you'll feel the weight of the beam

So surrender the hunger to say you must know

Have the courage to say I believe

For the power of paradox opens your eyes

And blinds those who say they can see

When we in our foolishness thought we were wise

He played the fool and He opened our eyes

When we in our weakness believed we were strong

He became helpless to show we were wrong

And so we follow God's own fool

For only the foolish can tell-

Believe the unbelievable

And come be a fool as well

So we follow God's own Fool

For only the foolish can tell

Believe the unbelievable,

And come be a fool as well

Wishing you joy in the journey,

Aramis Thorn

Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure store.”

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