Everything is so comfort oriented. Everyday life is a race to efficiency and ease. Even faith. Most impact with the least amount of getting dirty.
I’ve been so stuck on this idea recently that there are certain stories and verses in Scripture that get held up as paragons of the faith, and too often they stunt people. And by people, I mean me. My own church’s tagline is a perfect example — Micah 6:8, to do justice, love mercy, and walk humbly.
There’s nothing wrong with those three commands. In fact, if we actually lived into them (again by we I mean me), we’d all be better off. But there’s something clean about them. They are so tatto-y. They’re quick and clear. It’s hard to imagine a fiery furnace or a sea to your front and an army to your back or the valley of the shadow of death.
I can’t help but wonder if the actions, commitment, and principle of Amar Bharati was our tagline how different the world would be. To care about one thing like that. To hold your hand up in defiance, in devotion, in determination. For peace or abolition or whatever it is that moves you.
It’s still there, in the air