Love

I am sitting on my bed, in a rather warm, humid cabin at camp. I am not doing anything with camp this week, I’m giving a hand in the Bible School office for little things that need to be done, but I’m still living in a cabin with a few camp staff. Today was a really hot day and went I say hot, I mean cookin’ hot. It’s not just about the heat, it’s a lot about humidity, so let’s say, it was about 40 degree Celsius today. It was a blessing for me to be working in the basement because it was almost cool down there. People leaving the building would tell me that they were entering a furnace. Anyways, it’s hot here and I’m not feeling so well, I’m coughing from my cold and I’ve got a headache because of it and I’m sweating, I feel like sleeping but who wants to sleep in a humid cabin? I shall wait a bit. On top of all these little things that make me feel a bit sick and tired, I’m an a thinking mood. And I don’t like to be wanting to think when I don’t feel well enough to think because it’s hard on myself. Anyways I probably don’t make much sense to the reader.

I’ve been thinking a bit about something rather tough. Why is it that we, as Christians in North America, look so much like the rest of the world around us, act pretty much the same way and love the same stuff? We are all sinners it’s true, but why isn’t there a bigger gap in between those who follow Christ and those who don’t? I’m not saying we should live secluded from the world, but I’m saying that we should be different from the unbelievers, shouldn’t we? Shouldn’t we be appalled at sin, shouldn’t we be caring for the hurting, the hungry and our brothers and sisters around us and the world before our own selves? That means the way we use money should change, radically, for some of us.

How are we going to be recognized as followers of Jesus (not because we want to be cool because we are), it is by the love we have for one another.