Wednesday, June 24, 2009
It is my fear, Christian, that you will find a decent-paying job and reside in safety and stability for the rest of your life. I fear you will live in comfort and calm, oblivious to the world outside your white picket fence. I fear you will be an upstanding citizen who goes to church three times a week, having never caused a stir. I fear you will live to a respectable old age and die peacefully in your sleep, with the covers drawn neatly around your chin. And I'm afraid your many descendants will gather around to bury you, under a shade tree, in a t-shirt that reads, "Radical Follower of Jesus Christ."