An American girl married a radical revolutionary. She had lost her faith, the faith she had patterned from her childhood with her family. This happened at an American University.
She was asked why she married him. She said,"He's the first person I have ever known who believes something strong enough to die for it. Although I don't believe exactly as he does, I was attracted to him. He has a cause that controls him."
Young people today are looking for a cause, and not something easy. One faithful witness to a cause is worth a thousand non-witnessing, just coasting followers of a cause.
Tom Allan, Scotland's famous young preacher, was brought to Christ while a black soldier was singing, "Were you there when they crucified my Lord?" He said it was neither the song nor the voice, but the spirit in which that soldier sang, something about his sincerity of expression that convicted him of his wicked, wayward life and turned him to the Savior.
Columbus was called mad because he decided to sail the uncharted ocean. Martin Luther was called mad because he spoke against the dominant religious hierarchy of his time. Patrick Henry was considered mad when he cried, "Give me liberty, or give me death!" George Washington was thought to be mad when he decided to continue the Revolutionary War after the winter in Valley Forge. His men died, and deserted, leaving only a handful to do battle.
Our Christianity has become too respectable and sophisticated to be called mad. It is now indistinguishable from the rank and file up and down the street. Salt that has lost its saltiness.
"Salt is worthless if it has lost its flavor. It cannot season anything." Mark 9:50.
Would to God that the world found us Christians dangerous enough to call us mad in these days when foundations are cracking and crumbling!
Is my life and witness salty enough? Is yours? Do the youth in your life admire and respect your Christian life and living? Do mine?
