Greetings Dear Reader,
I am not saying that we do not use logic but at the heart of
it we are illogical beings. We reject
that which is best for us often. We see
clear paths and instead take rough and brambled ones. We know what our heart wants but instead settle
for a grind that saps our life and energy.
We scream and march for our own rights whilst ignoring the
needs of others. We say we love our
enemies whilst allowing their children to starve. We are illogical in so many ways that betray
our faith.
We also fail to embrace the illogic of our faith in ways
that will make it real. It is not
logical to love our enemies but it is right.
It is not logical that the Creator should die to redeem his
creation. It is foolish to give up the
pleasures or a life we can see for the treasures of a life we cannot.
The one we follow holds out both a Cross and a Crown. We must embrace both or neither. There are no half measures in following Christ. Whilst we can make sense of our faith as it
is a reasonable faith. It is also, all
at once, foolish and illogical.
We are asked to choose to follow the most illogical of
dreams. I must always embrace that I am
a fool for Christ’s sake. I must abandon
the illogic of my own designs and embrace the both logical and illogical call
of Christ.
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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