014//risks

i haven't posted anything of any inner-thinkings in some time, so let's take this time to do some delving:

- i've found myself a lot more discontent with Christians as off late. whether it's seeing them at work (rude, demanding pricks, especially towards customer service workers), church functions (clique-y, and more often than not, narrow-minded and sheltered) or in every day life, it's easy to point out what's wrong with evangelicals nowadays. i find myself in a strange middle ground, where i'm not a fascist fundamentalist, but i still have faith, and wouldn't think of abandoning it for a "worldly life". it's frustrating to not have a community where i feel accepted: at work i'm too christian, and church i'm too worldly. i guess it's really just what God cares about, and not what others do, but it's hard not to think of those things.

- i don't risk things enough. a peer of mine just told me that she was going to be attending a school for discipleship in Jamaica, and China after that. can you imagine leaving a comfortable life, and getting thrown into a foreign land, all in the name of God? can you even imagine the kind of risks and sacrifices that persecuted Christians have to endure each day of their lives!? people are dying in the name of our saviour, and we're worried about whether we can get to fucking McDonalds before the second service starts. we're SO blind, and we're so North American. this generation of Christians needs an Andy Warhol: someone who is counter-cultural and innovative in faith. *blown mind warning* here's the catch: WE HAVE A PERSON LIKE THAT: JESUS. why are we so swayed by our idols, and why aren't we more like Jesus.

so there's two thoughts for you. sorry for the gratuitous eff bomb, those things happen.