Go read this. Right now.
"They" just don't know how you do it, but you know that your redeemer lives. He innervates you. He moves, and you move with Him in a great, consequential, beautiful dance of life, living, giving life. What a delightful privilege. What an awful responsibility. What else is it we think we're doing here?
That's what this whole CSPP thing is all about: confessing Life. Being "confessional" is much more than political activism and deep thinking, much simpler than earning degrees and reading books. It's living, breathing, waltzing in the joy of Christ and the promise of eternity.
And being "confessional" is anything but easy. Dancing is work; have you ever seen a dancer's feet? But it's good work. It's doing what you've been given to do under the weight of the cross, and knowing that Christ has come, is here, and is coming back any day to show your work for what it is.
There's no fudging the details, and thank God for that. What a mess we'd have otherwise. Eyes to the skies, and keep breathing. :)
*yeah, OK, I don't like the word "quiver," either. But it's catchy, eh? Easy to . . . dance to?
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Hey, I tried to draft something to this effect once. Hear hear hear.
I try to draft, or incarnate, something like this every day, but trip clumsily over my two left non-dancer's feet, every time :P
Thank you especially for this: "It's doing what you've been given to do under the weight of the cross, and knowing that Christ has come, is here, and is coming back any day to show your work for what it is."
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