Whatever happened to the idea of sacred honor, unvarnished nobility and unwavering allegiance to the king. What happened to the quake in my boots fear of God? The laid all on the line commitment to the cause of Christ? The if I die if I must attitude toward defending truth and scripture? Where did the radical abandon to seek and save the lost disappear too? Or the once glorious idea of martyrdom? Or how bout the burning mead to stand against evil? To break the jaws of the wicked and hold it to ransomed the oppressed, the orphan the widow and the enslaved? Where is the Holy boldness the courage the daring needed to bear the truth of Christ in this God forsaken culture?
The brave hearted Gospel is gritty living. The stuff of martyrs and saints its bravado needs brains. Its tan like fist needs poet like heart. Its forehead aflint needs tender love inspired soul. Rather it is historical living writ straight from the pages of scripture made incarnate in the lives of the disciples of Jesus in the 21st century. The brave-hearted Gospel isn’t soft with sin and its not hard on sinners but rather it is the giving up of everything to see sin trumped and the sinner rescued. The brave hearted Gospel is pure adventure a life of nuclear joy and hollowed exctasy.
This has inspired me in recent times. What a war cry! How far I fall from the mark. It is a high calling. Yet it has inspired me to be unashamed to stand up no matter what.
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