I read the following this morning, and it resonated so much with me that I thought I would share it with you all:
To put this in religious language, the above story asks if perhaps the devil, far from hating our multitude of church activities, positively loves them, for it is in these very activities that we are able to become such productive agents in carrying out his insidious desires—making changes in the world that fundamentally ensure everything in the world remains the same.
Peter Rollins, from his book The Orthodox Heretic. (Thanks Skipperina)
I hate to admit it, but that describes much of my life. I participated in a religious system that made very little difference in the world. The changes that were made in me guaranteed that the world would remain the same.
It is now my prayer to be the opposite-- to live a life that affects a change in this world. A change that, once it happens, the world can never go back to the way it was. Don’t misunderstand me, I don’t have delusions of grandeur. I’m not talking about the whole world, just the little pieces I interact with each and every day.
Johnny Brooks
