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Why am I a Christian?
I am a Christian
because true Christianity is the great unifier.
Tall, short, thin,
attractive, homely, fashionable, practical, black, white, rich, poor, clean,
unkempt, educated, ignorant, male, female, loud, quiet, charismatic, humble,
joyful, weary.
Beautiful differences
cast aside, we are all united under Christ’s ocean of love, as image-bearers of
God, and that is why I’m a Christian.
Why am I a Christian?
I am a Christian
because to be anything else would mean self-destruction.
The world says, Find
your truth. Be yourself. Do what you want to do. Serve whomever you want to
serve, believe whatever you want to believe, defy whomever you want to defy.
You have the answers.
You, you, you.
Me.
Christ says, Love your
neighbor as yourself. And love God even more.
Christ, He died to Himself
because we refused to (and still do).
Christ showed the world
that we serve each other, not ourselves. For iron to sharpen iron, it must come
in contact with iron other than itself, one painful, bright spark at a time. We
cannot grow, cannot bend, cannot be sharpened by turning inward – we must seek
to sharpen others. We must face outward. Only then do we find ourselves.
That is why I’m a
Christian.
Why am I a Christian?
I am a Christian because
Christianity defies the status quo.
Christ, He walked into
the status quo’s temple and flipped the tables.
They wanted Him to be
King.
So He was born to an
unwed girl, amidst hay and dust and animals. So He became a carpenter. So He
offered Himself willingly – He was not one to call the angels to save Him.
Christianity, it is
upside down. It is radical, a radical notion that those who listen to the world
cannot grasp. The world says climb higher – Christianity says sit at the lowest
place at the table first. The world tells you to succeed – Christianity says to
pursue the Kingdom’s success. The world says to fit this box, and that box, and
those boxes, to be whole – Christianity says we were all woven from dust into
His image, and we are whole, when we accept Him.
Christianity, it calls
us to something beyond greed, artificial beauty, and societal norms.
It calls us to the
alter, where worship is the status quo.
That’s why I’m a
Christian.
I’m
a Christian because God picked me up in His hand, examined my nine-year-old
frame, and breathed life into this body stemmed from dust. He taught me that I
am dust – I am earth – I am clay, and He is shaping me with every passing
second, an unstoppable artist with eternal work. I believe because I see Him in
all things – in clear mountain sunlight, in coffee shop conversations, in
feathery butterfly wings, and in the roar of a restless sea, the way a mother
gazes at her newborn, the weeping and laughing of those who lose and gain, sow
and reap. I see His gentle touch on this
world, healing it one act of kindness or sacrifice or service at a time. God is
alive. Christianity is alive. And that’s why I am too.
That is why I’m a Christian.
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What makes you come alive?
Cheers,
Alicyn
It was cool that they gave you this challenge. I sometimes find that even though I think I know something so well, it's still difficult to write it all down. I really love the last paragraph, but all of it was excellent.
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